The Gilded Lease
The Gilded Lease I The key turned in the lock with a resistance that Eleanor Price understood intimately. It was the same resistance the world had shown her for the past year: a stubborn, metallic refusal to open easily. She pushed the side door of the Price townhouse open and stepped into the corridor. The man standing there was tall, lean, and carrying a violin case that had seen better...
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