The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The ledger lay open on the scarred oak table, the ink still wet and black as a bruise. Elias Vane stared at the final column, the numbers summing to a debt of four hundred and twelve pounds, a sum that felt less like currency and more like a physical weight pressing against his sternum. Across the table, Magistrate Thorne did not look up from his own papers; he was a man of thin wrists and...

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