The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The rain against the reinforced glass of the observation deck was not merely weather but a rhythmic, mechanical drumming that seemed to synchronize with the failing rhythm of my own heart, a percussion of isolation that had grown louder with every passing hour of the long, gray vigil in the sub-basement of the federal complex, where the air tasted of ozone and stale coffee and the metallic tang...

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