The Wistful Dinner

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The click of the telegraph key was the only sound that mattered in the exchange, a dry, wooden percussion that marked the seconds while Lucia Aguilar kept her eyes on the willow sap in the vial. She was a municipal rat catcher by day, a job that paid in coin and smelled of carbolic soap, but by night she was an inquisitor of sorts, hunting the wasting sickness that had taken her brother, Tomás,...

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