The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

"Sign it, and he walks out of the camp at dawn." The foreman’s informant leaned over the desk, his breath smelling of stale tobacco and damp wool. Solveig Lonne stood in the corner of the prefab office, her hands buried deep in the pockets of her coat. It was a long dusk in high summer, the kind that stretched the shadows until they touched the water, but here, inside the Bureau, the light was...

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