The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The clock on the mantel struck six, a dull, wooden thud that vibrated through the floorboards and up into the soles of Arthur Vane’s shoes, marking the end of the day and the beginning of the countdown. He stood in the center of his office at the Meridian Insurance Exchange, the air thick with the smell of stale tobacco and the sharp, metallic tang of the silver pocket watch in his hand, its...

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