The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

Act I Who can hold a rifle when the hand that grips it has forgotten how to close? Amparo Escobedo stood in the ferry crossing, the mid-river current snapping against the hull, his left hand trembling so violently it looked as if the bones were trying to break through the skin. He was thirty-four, a sergeant in the Ironworks Penitentiary’s guard force, and he was there to execute a prisoner, a...

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