The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell in a thin, persistent sheet that turned the gravel of the driveway into a slurry of grey mud. Elias Thorne sat in the driver’s seat of the black sedan, his hands resting lightly on the steering wheel. He did not start the engine. He watched the water bead on the glass, a slow procession of droplets sliding down the pane. In the passenger seat lay...

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