The Wistful Witness

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The rain had not ceased for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the world outside the steel-walled observation cell. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat in the center of the room, his posture rigid, his hands folded in his lap with a precision that bordered on the mechanical. He was a man carved from the same granite as the cliffs of Dorset, a creature of duty and silence,...

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