The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The tribunal room smelled of wet wool and stale tobacco, a scent that seemed to cling to the back of Arthur’s throat like a foreign object. He stood before the three men seated at the high table, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, feeling the cold sweat prickle along his spine. The Chief Inspector, a man named Halloway, tapped a finger against a leather-bound folder, the sound sharp and...

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