Torche Tombante
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Chapter 05 – Public Records
Prometheus found his mind racing noisily as he sat still in the silence of his garage. He had spent half of the trip home contemplating the odd turn his investigation had taken but knew that he would need more information to draw any conclusions, which he could not gather while hurtling down the darkened country…
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Chapter 04 – Don Giovanni
Oeuf scanned the dining room before ushering Askatla ahead of himself. The room was just as she had left it, the picture of neo-baroque ostentatiousness that her father had enforced after centuries of “modernist bastardisation” as he called it. Gone were the wall-to-wall carpets and monochromatic geometric furniture, replaced by hardwood polished to a mirror…
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Chapter 03 – Your Role
Askatla’s face fell as Prometheus’ silhouette melted into shadow beyond the reach of the soft light that leaked out the library windows. Her father’s personal guard who was not presently attending to the unconscious figure on the floor rounded the far side of the desk, closed the bullet-proof windows, and drew the curtains, bringing a…