The Wistful Petal
Chapter One Frank Dobbs had nine fingers and a debt that ate his sleep. He worked in a reclamation yard on the Nova Scotia coast, sorting dead machines under a sky so clear the stars offended the dark. The landlord, a man named Halloway, owned the only bridge off the island, and the border would close on Sunday. Frank needed a dowry for his niece, not in gold, but in the form of a specific,...
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