The Golden Greenhouse
The riot shield shatter against the granite facade of the Department of Interior and Urban Aesthetics, a jagged scream of fiberglass and polycarbonate that cut through the sterile, recycled air of the atrium, sending shards of transparent violence skittering across the marble floor like the shattered teeth of a god who had finally snapped. Detective Elias Thorne stood at the center of the...
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