The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The banquet hall of the Ashworth Estate did not smell of the roasted pheasant or the spiced wine that filled the crystal goblets; it smelled of ozone, of the static charge that precedes a lightning strike, and of the cold, metallic tang of old blood. Margaret Holloway sat at the far end of the mahogany table, her fingers wrapped tightly around a porcelain cup that had gone lukewarm hours ago....

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