The Distant Clue
Chapter One Michael Dunne had three days of wages owed, a fever that burned in his chest like a coal, and a sister named Elara who was being held for a crime he had not committed. The office above the factory was a cramped box of stone and rust, smelling of wet wool and the metallic tang of the tide-mill’s machinery below. Outside, the February false spring tricked the Burren into a brief,...
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