The Silent Dawn

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The Silent Dawn

The whiskey was cheap and the bar was colder than a mortuary. Jack Mercer sat at the far end of the Atlantic Avenue dock and watched ice melt in his glass like a man counting his remaining days. "You look like hell, Professor." Jack didn't turn. He knew the voice—sharp, precise, with just enough Brooklyn accent to be real. "And you look like trouble, Lieutenant. Which is saying something,...

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