The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The silver coin clinked against the table, a small, sharp sound that cut through the low murmur of the feast. Thomas Bradshaw did not look at the coin. He looked at the hand that had placed it there, a young, pale hand with dirt still caked beneath the fingernails, and he felt the hollow of his own stomach ache with a pain so sharp it seemed to double his vision. It was the feast for the Lord...

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