The Pale Path
The charter, Mr. Vane, is not a suggestion; it is a contract, and contracts require fidelity, not suspicion. Elias Thorne stood before the mahogany table in the office of the State Inspector, his hand resting on the leather-bound ledger, his other hand pressed flat against his chest where the fabric of his waistcoat muffled the irregular, painful stutter of his heart. The room smelled of...
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