The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

Chapter One “You’re late,” Marek said, his voice thin in the mist that rolled off the river like breath from a dying lung. Ewa Cieslak adjusted the strap of her bag, the leather groaning against her shoulder, and did not answer. She was thirty-two, and the weight of the creased discharge paper in her pocket felt heavier than the rifle she carried, a document soft as cloth from being folded and...

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