The Golden Suspect

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The rain had turned the streets of Chicago into a mirror of grey, slicked and trembling under the weight of the city’s indifferent breath, and Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of the abandoned textile mill, his coat heavy with water and his hands shaking not from the cold but from the terrible, electric hum that was beginning to rise in the marrow of his bones, a sound that did not belong to...

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