The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

"Lock it down, Silas." Silas nodded. He did not look up. His hands were steady. They were always steady. He held the heavy iron key in his palm. It was warm. It had been in his pocket for six years. It felt like a part of his hand now. A bone. A nerve. "Who is it?" Silas asked. His voice was low. It was the voice of a man who had forgotten how to shout. "Inspector Vance," said the clerk. The...

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