The Golden Suspect

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung suspended in the grey twilight of the compound, a fine, persistent mist that clung to the skin like a second, colder layer of flesh, and within the sterile, humming silence of the holding cell, Elias Thorne sat on the metal bench with his hands folded in his lap, the cuffs long since removed but the ghost of their bite still burning against the wrists...

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