The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The brass seal of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sat heavy in Arthur Vane’s palm, its surface worn smooth by decades of thumbs, the intricate crest of the lion and key blurred into a single, featureless lump of metal. It was a Tuesday in November, 1923, and the air in the sub-basement of the Whitehall complex smelled of damp plaster and stale tobacco. Vane stood before the filing cabinets,...

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