The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

"You’re telling me the gas is in the walls, Elias? In the plaster?" Magistrate Harrow leaned back in his chair, the wood creaking under his weight, his eyes narrowing behind the thick lenses of his spectacles. "I’ve read your report. I’ve read it three times. It is a waste of the county’s time, and frankly, it is a waste of your pension." I sat across from him, my hands folded on the cold oak...

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