The Distant Whispers

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The chandelier swung. It was a heavy thing. Brass and glass. It caught the light from the candles and threw it in sharp, staccato bursts against the velvet drapes. I watched it move. Left. Right. Left. The room was full of people. They smiled. They laughed. The sound was too loud. It pressed against my temples. I adjusted my tie. It felt like a noose. I am a detective. I have worn the badge for...

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