The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The letter lay on the drafting table, its ink still wet, the words blurring into a smear of black that Elias Vane could not bring himself to wipe away. It was a request for funds, a simple arithmetic problem of stone and mortar, but the numbers felt heavy in his hand, like wet clay. He was thirty years old, a structural engineer of some repute in London, yet here he was in the Scottish...

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