The Wistful Cipher
You arrive in Harrowgate on a Tuesday. The rain is thin and cold. It sticks to your face. You are a detective. You are here for a murder. The victim is Thomas Bradshaw. He was a baker. He is dead. You stand outside his shop. The door is locked. You wait. The owner is not there. You wait longer. The rain stops. The sky is gray. It is a small town. It is quiet. You go to the station. The station...
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