The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The milk was counted by the gallon, not by the drop. You stood in the back of the municipal van, the fluorescent light buzzing above you, and you tallied the receipts against the delivery logs. Three hundred gallons. The ink on the carbon copies was smudged, a grey smear that looked like a bruise on the white paper. You had been an investigator for six years, long enough to know that numbers...

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