Dr. Graham Whitfield's office was on the third floor of a building on Mayfair Street that smelled...
Dr. Graham Whitfield's office was on the third floor of a building on Mayfair Street that smelled of floor wax and damp wool. The window faced the Thames, which was grey in January and grey in July and grey on every day in between. Graham liked the grey. Grey was honest. Grey did not pretend to be something it was not. He was forty-five, unmarried, and had a habit of arranging everything on...
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