The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain did not fall; it was driven, a horizontal sheet of grey water that erased the distinction between the pavement and the air. Detective Elias Thorne stood in the center of the intersection, his coat slick and heavy, watching the red and blue lights of the cruisers pulse against the wet asphalt like a dying heart. He was not looking at the bodies. He was looking at the building. It was a...

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