The Apprentice's Eyes

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Chapter One I found him in a garage in Brooklyn, surrounded by scraps of metal and the smell of oil. He was old—old enough to be my grandfather, though he did not look it. His face was lined, yes, but his hands were steady, and his eyes were sharp, the color of steel under a hammer. He was working on something that looked like a knife, but it was not a knife. It was too long, too thin, and the...

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