Often, nothing that happens in Concord goes without consequences.
Once you're tainted, you can never wash it off. They'll always find it.
Maybe it'll happen when you get too cocky and go too far.
Maybe when you cross paths with someone important.
Or maybe it'll happen because someone's eyes finally turned their attention to your filth.
The only question is when it will happen… And how many layers of filth will be on you at that moment.
A dark room in one of the mansions in Norwich.
*Click-click* An old-fashioned-looking lighter emitted a steady stream of blue flame.
In an instant, it lit the thick cigar clenched in the man's mouth.
He looked barely over forty, yet his stubble and hair were almost entirely gray. His leg trembled almost imperceptibly.
A woman in her thirties lay against him, wrapped in a woolen blanket. There were red streaks under her closed eyes, evidence that she had only been able to fall asleep after a long stream of tears.
