The Distant Blade
Chapter One Veronica Hinojosa stood in the center of the municipal records office, her hands dusted with the gray powder of decaying paper, and felt the weight of the city’s silence pressing against her eardrums. The year was 1924, and the air in the building was heavy with coal smoke and old vellum, a scent that had settled into the fibers of her wool dress. She was thirty-four years old, a...
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