The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain against the windowpane was a rhythmic, hollow tapping, like a finger testing the integrity of a thin wall. Elias sat in the back office of the precinct, the fluorescent light buzzing above him with a sound that seemed to vibrate in his molars. On the desk before him lay a single, crumpled receipt, stained with coffee and grease, the ink blurred into a brown smear. It was the only piece...

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