The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The vials sat on the mahogany table like a row of small, glass coffins. Inside them, the liquid swirled, a viscous, pale amber that caught the gaslight and held it. Margaret watched the suspension. It did not settle. It waited. She was a woman of the house, but the house had no master. The master was the debt. The debt was the silence that pressed against her eardrums, a low, industrial hum...

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