The golden light of a crisp Pacific Northwest dawn broke through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the Bainbridge Island pavilion, banishing the shadows of the midnight storm. The waters of Puget Sound were calm, shimmering like liquid platinum beneath pale azure skies, while the snow-capped volcanic cone of Mount Rainier rose majestically in the southern distance, glowing in soft shades of rose and amber. Nora Sterling woke slowly on the wide…
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