The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The frost had settled on the windowpanes of the study like a fine, crystalline powder, obscuring the view of the garden where the old pear tree stood, its branches stripped bare and brittle against the gray dawn. Arthur Penhaligon, a man whose hair had turned the color of iron filings and whose hands trembled slightly when he reached for his tea, sat at the heavy oak desk, surrounded by stacks...

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