The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The chandelier above the long dining table swings with a pendulum’s lazy, hypnotic rhythm, casting long, fractured shadows across the white linen that smells of roasted pheasant and stale perfume. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a physician whose license was revoked three winters ago for malpractice, though the truth is far less legal and far more visceral. You sit at the end of the table,...

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