The Pale Tower
Chapter One Did she truly believe the numbers would save her from the debt, or was she simply trying to make the silence in the room stop? Willemina de Vries stood before the glass of the incubator in the back office of the pawn-and-payday strip mall, watching the humidity hold the culture in place. The air smelled of formaldehyde and old carpet, a scent that clung to the linoleum and the...
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