The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The fog rolled in from the sea before the train even slowed, a thick, gray wool that smelled of salt and old stone. You stepped onto the platform at Ashworth Hollow, your coat damp with the chill, your briefcase heavy with the case file. It was a small town, or perhaps just a large house pretending to be a town, built into the cliffside where the granite met the churning Atlantic. Your name is...

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