The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The ink on the contract was still wet, glistening under the gaslight like a bruise, when Silas Vane leaned forward, his pale fingers resting on the mahogany desk with a delicacy that suggested he was afraid of breaking the wood rather than the man sitting across from him. "It is a simple formality, Mr. Thorne," Vane said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the floorboards, "a...

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