The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain had not stopped for three days. You stood in the corridor of the Blackwood Sanitarium, watching the water streak down the glass, blurring the world outside into a gray smear. Your hand rested on the railing. It was steady. You made it steady. "Inspector Thorne." The voice came from behind you. You did not turn. You knew the gait. The slight drag of the left foot. Thomas. "Thomas," you...

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