The Distant Garden
The mist in the valley of Kettering did not so much settle as it insisted, a dense, gray wool that strangled the iron lungs of the town’s central pumping station and turned the sky into a suspended ceiling of wet ash. Detective Inspector Elias Thorne stood on the gantry of the abandoned water treatment plant, his boots slick with the oily residue of decades of industrial neglect, listening to...
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