Her cigarette burned down to the filter between her fingers. She...

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Her cigarette burned down to the filter between her fingers. She did not notice.

The rain fell on Los Angeles like a curtain of needles, turning the neon signs of Hollywood Boulevard into smears of color on wet glass. Lorene Black sat in her parked sedan across from the soundstage, watching the building through a windshield that needed washing and a mind that needed something stronger than coffee. Inside that building, they had Dr. Lecter. And Lorene knew, with the...

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