The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain had been falling on the precinct for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the streets of Baltimore into rivers of sludge and reflected the sickly yellow glow of the streetlights in long, broken streaks. Inside the station, the air was thick with the smell of wet wool, stale coffee, and the metallic tang of fear that seemed to permeate the walls. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat at...

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