The Wistful Witness

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The carriage wheels rattled over the cobblestones of the old capital, a rhythmic clatter that seemed to count down the remaining minutes of Thomas Bradshaw’s life, or perhaps merely the remaining hours of his professional reputation. He sat rigid in the back, his coat buttoned to the throat despite the warmth of the mid-afternoon sun filtering through the dust motes dancing in the air. In his...

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