Chapter 1: The Lens of Guilt
Part 1 He found her dead inside a study locked from the inside with three knife wounds to her chest. On her desk sat a [more…]
Part 1 He found her dead inside a study locked from the inside with three knife wounds to her chest. On her desk sat a [more…]
Arthur landed hard on the muddy earth, the impact jarring his teeth. He rolled, scrambling away from the house, the night air a cold shock [more…]
The rain had lessened to a fine drizzle, clinging to Arthur’s eyelashes as he moved through the shadows. He approached the Krol estate from the [more…]
Arthur walked for miles, his shoes squelching with mud, before finding a payphone outside a darkened diner. He fed it a nickel, his fingers stiff [more…]
Arthur didn’t hesitate. He vaulted over a rusted dumpster, its metal lid clanging loudly, and scrambled towards a low brick wall. Shots rang out behind [more…]
Arthur moved through the city’s underbelly, keeping to the alleys and unlit side streets. The cold wind bit at his exposed skin through the torn [more…]
Arthur found Garrick’s office building locked tight. A prominent War Department facility, it was guarded even at night. But the matchbook specifically mentioned a filing [more…]
Hallowell’s hand trembled, the revolver wavering. Arthur watched his eyes, the frantic darting movements. The man was terrified, but desperate. A dangerous combination. “Put the [more…]
Arthur left Hallowell whimpering on his office floor, retrieving the revolver and emptying its chambers. He took the bundle of fraudulent deeds. The information was [more…]
The cold clarity brought by the new information sharpened Arthur’s focus. He needed to warn Clara. Garrick had framed him, bought his silence, and used [more…]