The Distant Temple

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14 October 1924 The clock on the mantel ticks. It is a heavy sound. It marks the seconds like a hammer on an anvil. I am Arthur Vane. I am forty-two. I sit in my office at the Blackwood Mill Insurance Agency. The room is grey. The walls are damp. I hold a pen. My hand shakes. I wait for Miller. I want to sign the pension fund audit. I want to secure the money. The opposing force is my body. I...

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