The Midnight Substitute

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The Midnight Substitute Ciro's smelled like stale beer and expensive perfume. I sat at the bar nursing a whiskey I couldn't afford, listening to the band play something slow and broken. That was when the man in the dark suit sat down beside me and said, "What's your name?" "Sylvia Malone." He looked at me for a long moment, like he was trying to place a photograph he'd seen somewhere....

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