The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain in Ashford did not wash things clean; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of the industrial quarter into mirrors that reflected the soot-stained faces of those who passed. Inspector Elias Thorne stood under the awning of the closed foundry, his trench coat dark and heavy with the damp, the brass buttons tarnished by years of service and neglect. He was a man...

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