The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the coastal highway into a slick ribbon of grey sludge that reflected the bruised sky above. Arthur Penhaligon sat in the passenger seat of a rented sedan, his hands folded tightly in his lap, knuckles white against the fabric of his trousers. He was a man who had spent the last decade in the quiet, sterile silence of a federal psychiatric ward,...

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