The Broken Hands

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The Broken Hands

The Broken Hands I. The iron hammer fell once. Then again. Mary Hartley screamed until her throat tore itself raw, but the sound was swallowed by the hollow darkness of the abandoned mine shaft. Thomas Hartley stood over her, his face twisted by gin and shame, the hammer dripping with something that was not quite blood. His hands shook. He had promised Martha he would do it. He had promised her...

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