The air in Marsh Creek did not move. It hung heavy with the smell...

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The air in Marsh Creek did not move. It hung heavy with the smell of damp earth and decaying cypress leaves, a warmth that clung to Maya Crawford's skin like a second shirt she had not asked to wear.

"You're the FDA girl," said a voice from the porch of a shotgun house so far from road level that floodwaters had eaten the stairs away. The woman who spoke was elderly, Black, with eyes that had seen seventy years of people like Maya coming and going from Marsh Creek and leaving nothing behind but forgotten promises. "Special Agent Crawford," she corrected gently. "And I'm not here to hurt...

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