The Distant Garden

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I left the city with the rain still on my coat. It was a cold, thin rain. The kind that soaks. I looked back once. Then I walked away. The investigation had ended. Or so I was told. They called it a resolution. I called it a failure. My name is Arthur Penhaligon. I was a detective. Now I am a man who walks. The garden was at the edge of the district. It belonged to no one. It belonged to...

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