The Distant Whispers

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The rain hit the window like a handful of gravel. It was the sound that woke him, a sudden, violent percussion against the glass of the small room he rented above the chandler’s shop. Elias Thorne sat up in the narrow bed. His heart hammered against his ribs, a trapped bird. He did not breathe. He waited for the next strike. There was none. Just the hiss of water on brick. The silence that...

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