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Photo by Eric Anderson, Anderson Photography
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London, December 1814
Chapter One
The carriage rattled along the cobblestones. The steady clop-clop of the horses and the sway of the vehicle made sleep impossible. Keene Whitmore Davies lifted the shade and a shard of sharply angled morning sunlight pierced the dark interior.
This pure light should have been reserved for saints. He dropped the shade. A saint he was not.
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