The Irreversible Error

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The rain in Oakhaven didn't fall; it drifted in a grey, suffocating mist that tasted of sulfur and old regrets. Marcus Kane sat in his office, a room that smelled of stale tobacco and the kind of loneliness that only comes after a divorce and a bottle of cheap bourbon. Kane was a private investigator, which in Oakhaven meant he was a professional scavenger of secrets. He spent his days trailing...

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