The Boiler Man's Burden
He woke to the sound of dripping water and the smell of wet stone. Thomas Grady pushed himself up from the floor. The room was small, windowless, lit by a single gas lamp that flickered like a dying man's breath. He was twenty-two years old, five feet four inches tall, and weighed no more than nine stone. In any fight, he would lose. He had always lost. But this was not a fight. Not yet. Across...
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