The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

"Did you think I was a thief, Arthur?" The question hung in the air, thick as the coal smoke that seeped through the gaps in the window frame of the cramped office. Arthur Vane did not answer. He sat on the edge of the leather chair, his hands folded tightly in his lap, fingers white-knuckled against his knees. He was forty-five years old, though the cough that had seized his lungs three...

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