The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Chapter One The ice on the Tamar was thick enough to break a mule’s leg, and it cracked like dry bone under the weight of the morning. Harold Pell stood at the window of his office, watching the river, his breath fogging the glass in a thin, white layer that he wiped away with his thumb. Inside, the air was stale, smelling of damp wool and the metallic tang of spoiled flour that permeated the...

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