Beneath the Soot
The rain in London did not fall so much as accumulate — a fine, grey suspension of coal smoke and river damp that coated everything in a film of industrial condensation. Thomas Gray stepped out of the sewer grate and felt it on his face like a verdict. Eleven days. Eleven days since the collapsed warehouse beneath Cheapside and the metal box he had pulled from the silt, and the three ledger...
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