The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The invoice lay on the mahogany table, its edges curling slightly in the humid air of the banquet hall. Arthur Vane picked it up, his fingers brushing the embossed lettering of Sterling & Sons, a firm that built bridges and buried men with equal efficiency. He was thirty years old, a junior clerk with ink-stained cuffs and a hunger that no amount of roasted pheasant could satisfy. He wanted the...

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