The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The dream is always the same: a white silk scarf, drifting through a room filled with smoke, stained with a dark, arterial red that spreads like ink in water. You wake in your cold flat in Whitechapel, the sheets twisted around your legs, the taste of iron in your mouth. It is three in the morning. You are thirty-two years old, a junior actuary at Pemberton & Halloway, and you are tired. Not...

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