The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The rain hit the windshield in sheets. It was a solid wall of grey water, blurring the streetlights into smeared halos. I held the wheel tight. My knuckles were white. The leather creaked under the strain. My name is Elias. I am a cop. Or I was. The distinction matters now. It matters because of the watch. The watch is on my wrist. It is not a Rolex. It is not a Patek. It is a cheap thing....

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