The Pale Exile
The Pale Exile Elias Thornworth had not planned to inherit anything from a woman he had never met. Margaux Duval-Lacombe was, by all accounts, a ghost long before her death. The file the solicitor handed him was precisely three centimetres thick — no more, no less — and contained nothing but frequency charts, railway timetables from lines that closed in the nineties, and a single brass key...
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