The Wistful Witness

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The sound of the impact was not a crash, but a dull, wet thud, like a sack of wet sand dropped onto cobblestones, a sound that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Detective Elias Thorne’s bones as he stood in the center of the Grand Atrium of the Federal Ministry of Justice. The air in the chamber was stale, recycled through vents that hummed with a low, industrial drone, and it smelled of floor...

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