The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the gravel path of the Whitmore Estate into a slurry of mud and crushed limestone. Clara Vane stood at the edge of the courtyard, her coat soaked through to the skin, clutching a leather-bound ledger against her chest as if it were a shield. The ink on the pages was wet, bleeding into the paper in dark, irregular blooms, but the dates remained...

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