The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, a black smear against the cream paper. Arthur Vane read it twice, the words blurring in the thin light of the morning. It was a promotion. It was a trap. He looked up at the man standing behind the heavy oak desk, Lord Blackwood, whose face was a mask of polite indifference. "You will take the position, Mr. Vane," Blackwood said. His voice was dry,...

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