The Faded Apartment

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Bertha Layton’s hand shook so violently the quill scraped a jagged white line across the parchment, the ink bleeding into the fiber like a bruise. She was fifty-two, a constable in the remote garrison of the tin coast, and she needed this report to be perfect to secure her pension. The prisoner, a man named Halloway, had died in her cell, but the warden, a thick-necked man named Gorman, had...

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