The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

It was a Tuesday, which meant the mill had closed early, and the silence in Oakhaven was thick enough to chew on. Elias Thorne stood on the arch of the Pale Bridge, his boots digging into the damp flagstones, trying to ignore the way the water below moved a half-second after his own reflection did. He had come to arrest the bridge. That was the only logical conclusion, given that three men had...

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