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The bell above the door of Amberline Coffee chimed with a cheerful, melodic ring that…
THE LEGACY OF SHADOWS The sound hit before anything else. That sharp, violent tear of…
THE VELVET UNDERNEATH The heavy, brass-trimmed doors of L’Ambroisie closed behind me, cutting off the…