The Wistful Cipher

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"Who broke the glass, Morag? Was it you, or the dead man?" The question hung in the brine-thick air of the counting room, where the tally sticks lay notched to the hilt, a forest of debt waiting to be paid. Morag Toshach stood by the window, her uniform damp from the harvest rain that slicked the terraces of Skye, and watched the light fail on the water below. She was a watchman, a woman who...

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