The Golden Suspect

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The rain drummed a relentless, hollow rhythm against the leaded glass of the observation deck, a sound that had become so constant in Elias Thorne’s ears over the last forty years of service that he had forgotten what silence actually felt like, like a limb gone numb from lying too long in the same position, and he stood there now, staring out at the grey expanse of the detention center’s yard...

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