The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the estate and turned the cobblestone path into a slick, treacherous mirror. Silas Vance stood at the threshold of his father’s study, a room that smelled of wet wool, old paper, and the metallic tang of dried blood. He was a large man, built for the rigors of the law enforcement service that had...

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