The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The morphine vial did not break with a sound, but with a resistance, a gritty crunch that Arthur Hale felt travel up through the arch of his foot and into the damp concrete of the cellar floor. He stood there for a long time, the heel of his boot pressed firmly against the white porcelain shards, watching the dark liquid seep into the grout, a slow, oily stain spreading across the gray stone...

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