The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The brass plaque on the door of Station 9 was cold to the touch. Inspector Arthur Penhaligon wiped the smudge of coal dust from his palm against his trousers. He stood alone in the corridor. The air tasted of rust and stale tobacco. His hands hung at his sides. They were still. Inside, the room was a cube of iron and shadow. His brother, Silas, sat behind the desk. Silas wore the uniform of the...

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