The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray curtain over the town of Oakhaven. Inside the municipal archive, the air was stale and tasted of dust and old paper. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the blue light of his monitor cutting a sharp wedge through the gloom. He was a mid-level records clerk, a man whose life was measured in cubic feet of filing cabinets and the soft,...

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