The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

He woke with the taste of copper in his mouth. The dream was gone, but the weight of it remained, a physical pressure against his sternum. He sat up. The room was dark. The hum of the ventilation system in the apartment complex was a low, constant drone, a mechanical breathing that filled the silence. He was a senior detective in the precinct’s cyber-crimes division. His job was to track...

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