The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey veil that smelled of wet wool, stale tobacco, and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that had permeated the very stones of the keep until it seemed the masonry itself was exhaling the grief of centuries. Thomas Bradshaw stood at the center of the circular chamber, his back pressed against the cold, unyielding wall, his...

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