The Locked Frequency

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The Locked Frequency The rain hadn't stopped for three days. It fell on Los Angeles like a judgment, washing nothing clean, only making the grime slicker, the neon brighter, the shadows deeper. Jack Moran pulled his collar up and walked faster, his footsteps echoing off the wet pavement like a heartbeat that didn't belong to him. He had been hired to investigate a congressman who had suffered a...

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