The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain on the cobblestones of Edinburgh smelled of wet iron and old smoke, a scent that clung to your wool coat like a ghost you could not shake. You walked fast, your boots splashing through the puddles that mirrored the gas lamps, their light fractured and trembling in the dark water. You were an exile here, a man who had left the comfort of the English Midlands not for glory, but for the...

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