
You play the Major of Hurricane Hall, roused from bed on a storm-locked night by a minister who insists your office, not your prayers, is needed. At a smoke-poor mountain cabin, dying Nancy Grewell dictates a deposition thirteen years overdue: a masked birth, a stolen infant, a shipwreck, and a girl named Capitola, left in New York with a crimson birthmark on her palm. Dawn breaks as the witness finishes, an address in Rag Alley the last thing written down.
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