The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

"Step back, Miller." The voice was flat. No anger. Just procedure. I stepped back. My boots scuffed the wet asphalt. The rain had stopped an hour ago. The streets of Oakhaven were slick. They shone like black glass. The crowd was thick. Pressed against the yellow tape. They did not move. They watched. I looked at my hands. They were steady. I checked them again. Steady. I was a patrol officer....

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