The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The left hand trembled. It was a small, mechanical failure, a glitch in the wiring of the flesh. Elias Vane sat in the interrogation room, the fluorescent lights humming a low, electric hymn above him. The light was white, sterile, and absolute. It stripped the shadows from the corners and pinned them to the walls. He looked at his fingers. They were long, pale, and still. The right hand lay...

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