The Distant Affair

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The train into Oakhaven smelled of wet coal and rust, a thick, cloying scent that Dr. Arthur Vane found offensive before he had even stepped off the platform, and he adjusted his spectacles with a sharp, irritated jerk as he watched the city rise around him, a jagged silhouette of brick and smokestacks that seemed to mock the clean, ordered lines of his own scientific mind. He was thirty years...

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