The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The tape measure retracted with a sharp, metallic snap, the sound echoing off the damp limestone walls of the basement, a noise that seemed too loud for the silence of Blackwood Manor. Elias Thorne, forty-two and wearing a suit that had not been pressed in a decade, knelt on the cold flagstones, his fingers trembling slightly as he adjusted the brass clasp of the archive box he had just opened....

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