The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The letter lay on the desk. It was white. It was heavy. Thomas stood in the corner of the cell. The walls were stone. They were cold. They were damp. He was a man of iron. He was a man of law. He wore the grey uniform. It was clean. It was pressed. He was the Sheriff of Oakhaven. Oakhaven was small. Oakhaven was old. The mills smoked. The river ran black. The air tasted of coal. Thomas did not...

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