The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-20 22:35:43 -

You are late. He looked at the clock. It was not late. It was exactly on time. But the feeling of lateness sat in his chest like a stone. Marcus stood by the window. The glass was cold against his palm. Outside, the rain did not stop. It just kept coming. Thin lines. Gray. Endless. A knock at the door. Three raps. Sharp. Deliberate. He did not move. The handle turned. Captain Elias Vance...

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