The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The ledger lay open on the wet floorboards, its pages swollen into a heavy, sodden mass. Elias Thorne, Sergeant of the County Constabulary, knelt in the black water that had risen three feet in the night. His lungs burned with a wet, rattling cough, a condition that had plagued him since the winter of ’89. He was there to prove Lord Blackwood a fraud, to seize the estate for unpaid debts, but...

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