The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the old quarter into a slick, black mirror that reflected the gaslight with a sickly, jaundiced hue. Silas Vane stood in the corner of the interrogation room, his back pressed against the cold brick, watching the water bead on the windowpane. He was not afraid. Fear was a luxury for those who still had something to lose, and...

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