The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Chapter One "Put the pen down, Rosario. You’re bleeding on the page." I looked at the ink spreading through the fiber, a dark stain that looked like a bruise. It was the fourth of March, 1912, and the wind off the escarpment was stripping the leaves from the windmills, a sound like tearing canvas. I was forty years old, and my hands shook. The bone comb sat on the desk, teeth missing, a jagged...

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