The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended gray curtain that turned the world outside the cottage into a smear of wet slate and dying ferns. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool and the sharper, metallic tang of blood that had long since dried into the fabric of Marguerite’s apron. She stood at the heavy oak table, her hands wrapped around a bowl of cold broth that...

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