The Distant Cartograph

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The rain in Seattle did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey veil that turned the city into a watercolor left out in the damp. Inside the precinct, the air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and wet wool. Detective Elias Thorne sat in the corner of the break room, his back pressed against the cinderblock wall, his eyes fixed on the object resting in his lap. It was a pocket...

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