The Distant Garden

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The file is thin, Elias, Halloway said, tapping the desk with a knuckle that looked swollen and red. You’re chasing phantoms again. You stand in the doorway of the police station in Oakhaven, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and stale tobacco. It is November, 1924, and the industrial haze hangs low over the town, turning the gaslights into smudges of orange. You want your pension. You...

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