Pengelly's Berthing Grudge…find out whether Josiah Pengelly had truly crossed the harbour on the morning after Trewin’s death, or whether the receipt was a convenient fiction, a piece of paper bought and paid for to cover a darker truth. For now, she had three names in her ledger: a lock-keeper with a false log,…
Ink-Stained Fingers, One Truth…ture. His words still hung in the room like smoke from a pipe long extinguished. The public trust. The harbour’s reputation. The convenient fiction of an accidental death. Her hands rested on the desk’s edge. The ink stains on her first two fingers had darkened with the day’s work, and…