The Distant Clue
Hale. The word struck the air with the flatness of a coin dropped on stone, and Sir Thomas Hale did not turn, for he knew the voice that had called it, a voice that had grown thin and dry in the damp chill of the High Court, a voice that belonged to the Lord Chancellor, a man who treated the law not as a living thing but as a ledger to be balanced. Thomas stood with his back to the bench, his...
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