The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Cold is a fact, not a feeling, on the coast of Alaska where the fog sits heavy as a burial shroud. Frank Blount limped off the ferry, his left knee a grinding ache that spoke of old debts and older injuries, the damp air seeping through his wool coat to chill the sweat on his spine. He was thirty-four, a municipal inspector for the territorial government, and he was here to confiscate the...

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