The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Chapter One Did the silver hold its breath, or did Mirsada Javakhishvili simply forget how to exhale? She stood in the queue at the pawn counter, the air thick with the damp chill of the valley fog, her fingers trembling over a rosary from a closed parish that she had no intention of selling. The man behind the counter, a former banker who now smelled of stale tobacco and defeat, did not look...

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