The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The fog in Oakhaven did not roll in from the sea; it rose from the cobblestones, a thick, grey miasma that smelled of wet wool and old iron, and it was into this suffocating dampness that Elias Thorne walked, his boots clicking a hollow rhythm against the stones as he clutched the sealed dossier to his chest. He was thirty-two years old, an archivist by trade and a brother by instinct, and the...

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