The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain in Manchester did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, weeping curtain that turned the gaslight of the streets into bruised smears of orange and sickly yellow. Detective Inspector Thomas Bradshaw stood alone in the center of the Whitechapel Yard, the wet cobblestones slick beneath his heavy boots, feeling the cold seep through the wool of his uniform until it reached the marrow of his...

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