The Distant Temple
Chapter One Everything in this city is recycled, even the silence. I packed my ledger and the potted jade plant into the suitcase, leaving my father’s breathing in the small room at one hundred and nine of Corvid Lane. He did not look up when I said I was going to Hanoi to secure the contract. He only coughed, a wet, rattling sound that seemed to shake the dust from the ceiling beams. I told...
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