The Distant Affair

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The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate was a cavern of suffocating heat, where the air hung thick and still, heavy with the cloying scent of roasted pheasant, stale wine, and the damp, mossy breath of the ancient stone walls that enclosed them like the ribs of a dying beast. In the center of this chaotic, gilded cage, Julian Thorne sat with his hands folded neatly on the table, his fingers...

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