The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain fell on the cobblestones of the Guild Hall square, a cold, steady drumming that matched the hollow beat of Elias’s heart. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching Thomas Bradshaw walk away, his young shoulders hunched against the wind and the judgment of the city. Thomas was twenty-two, a boy of sharp elbows and quick eyes, and he did not look back. Elias, fifty years...

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