The Golden Suspect

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray mist that clung to the damp wool of Marcus Thorne’s coat, settling into the fibers with a weight that felt less like weather and more like the accumulating sediment of a decade’s worth of unanswered questions, a tangible pressure against his skin that made the simple act of breathing feel like a laborious negotiation with the air...

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