The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the world into a blur of wet asphalt and dim streetlights, and I sat in the back of the unmarked sedan, watching the water streak down the glass like tears that refused to dry, while my partner, David, drove with a steady, metronomic calm that felt more like a machine’s rhythm than a man’s heartbeat, his knuckles...

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