The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, industrial drizzle that turned the cobblestones of the lower district into a slick, reflective mirror of the gas lamps and the towering, soot-blackened chimneys of the textile mills that dominated the skyline. Inspector Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the bridge, his hands resting on the cold iron railing, feeling the vibration of the...

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