The Distant Temple

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The fog in Oakhaven did not clear; it thickened, a gray wool pressed against the windows of the municipal office where Arthur Penhaligon sat with his pen hovering over the audit sheet. He was thirty-four, a man of precise habits and quiet desperation, and he wanted the senior clerk position more than he wanted to breathe. The promotion depended on the completion of the cemetery audit, a task...

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