The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Chapter One Milena Beridze wiped the ink from her thumb with a rag that had already turned black, the bristles stiff with dried pigment and machine oil. She was twenty-four, and her hands shook, not from the cold that seeped through the plaster of the break room, but from the weight of the ledger she held. The Order of the Pale Hand did not pay in coin, but in silence, and the silence was...

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