The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Chapter One Did the mist know his name before the paper did? Walter Stroud stood at the window of the nail salon, watching the rain lash the glass in sheets that turned the Pacific Northwest rain belt into a blurred, gray smear. He was forty years old, a displaced scholar who had traded his lectern for the keyboard of a freelance obituarist, and he held the repo order for his truck in one hand,...

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