The Distant Promise

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The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell on the city of Oakhaven with a persistent, grey weight that seemed to press the stone buildings lower into the mud. Thomas Bradshaw walked the wet cobblestones of the High Street, his boots heavy with the sludge of the lower districts. He was a man of few words and fewer smiles, a constable in the service of the Magistrate, though he wore the...

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