The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain fell hard on the hood of the sedan. It hammered the metal with a rhythmic, hollow sound that echoed in the empty parking lot of the county facility. Thomas sat behind the wheel. His hands gripped the leather until his knuckles turned white. He was waiting. The door opened. A man stepped out into the downpour. He was wet instantly, the water matting his hair to his forehead. He did not...

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