The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The black fluid oozed from the cracks in the plaster of the municipal records office, a viscous, iron-scented slime that pulsed with a rhythm disturbingly close to a human heartbeat, and Arthur Vane sat at his desk, his fingers trembling as he watched the substance creep toward the ledger containing his father’s name, a name that was rapidly dissolving into the dark, wet stain. He was forty...

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