The Golden Suspect

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The coat was yellow. Not the sickly, sun-bleached yellow of old newspapers, but the vibrant, aggressive yellow of a taxi cab in heavy rain. You wore it every day, even when the wind cut through the thin wool, even when the rain soaked the lining until it felt like carrying a damp sponge against your ribs. It was the only thing you owned that wasn’t gray. "You look like a warning sign," Marcus...

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