The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain against the window of the inquiry room was a rhythmic, gray static. It sounded like the world outside was being erased, layer by layer, leaving only the sterile hum of the fluorescent lights and the smell of stale coffee. Thomas Bradshaw sat opposite the heavy oak desk, his fingers laced tightly around a cold cup. He was a man of forty, though the lines around his eyes suggested a...

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