The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

The train rattled. Marta’s coffee sloshed. She watched the gray fields blur. She was a professor. History. Dead men. She thought about her father. He was gone. Two days. The box was heavy. Wood. Old. Her father’s study. Dust. Silence. She had packed it. She needed to get it out. The carriage smelled of wool. And damp wool. A man sat across. Young. Suit too tight. He watched her. Not the book....

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