The Distant Affair

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"Put the stamp down, Arthur. You are shaking the ink." The words hung in the cold air of the sub-basement, sharp as a snapped twig. Arthur Vane looked up from the ledger, his left hand resting on the edge of the oak desk. The fingers were fused into a jagged claw, a ruin of bone and scar tissue that had not healed right since the accident in the mill three years prior. It was a hand that could...

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