The Mirrors
I. Dr. Arthur Vane liked his office the way a surgeon likes an operating room: sterile, controlled, and free of things that could not be catalogued. It was a corner office on the twelfth floor of a private psychiatric facility in Manhattan, with windows that looked over Central Park and a desk that had nothing on it except a pen, a notepad, and a phone that rang only when it was important....
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