The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain against the window of the watch room was not a sound, but a texture. It was a gritty, persistent friction, like sandpaper dragged slowly across wet wood. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat in the center of the room, his back to the heavy oak door, his hands resting on the arms of the chair. They were still. Too still. The watch room was a square of brick and iron, a cell within a cell, located...

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