The Faded River

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The Faded River

The train whistle cut through the damp air of the valley, a long, shuddering moan that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the bones of the passengers waiting on the platform. Margaret Holloway stood at the edge of the concrete, her fingers curled tightly around the handle of a leather suitcase that had seen better decades. The station at Ashworth was a relic of the industrial age, its brickwork...

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