The Ledger of Wolves

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The Ledger of Wolves The fog came in off the Thames like a living thing, thick and yellow and smelling of fish guts and coal smoke. Eleanor Vance watched it pour through the cracks in the classroom window from her perch on the floorboards of the Whitechapel schoolhouse, a ledger book open on her lap, counting the damage to the desks like any sane person would count sheep before sleep. She had...

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