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The man who called himself Frank Callahan had eyes like broken glass—sharp,...

He stood in my doorway at 11:47 PM on a Tuesday, wearing a coat that had seen better years and a expression that said he had been doing this a long time and didn't enjoy it. Behind him, the streetlight flickered through the rain, throwing shadows across the front lawn of the house David had bought us in Hillsdale. "Mrs. March," he said. Not a question. A classification, like a file folder being...

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