The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Act I Bridget O'Casey’s boots struck the wet cobblestones of the shipyard forecourt, the sound sharp against the low, constant hum of the ventilation fans that kept the air breathable in the lower docks. She was already running, her coat flapping behind her like a torn sail, the salt air stinging her eyes as she pushed past the row of idle cranes that stood like broken teeth against the gray...

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