The Wistful Incense

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The rain in Chicago did not fall; it attacked, a cold, industrial sheet that turned the cobblestones of the Loop into a slick, black mirror. Elias Thorne stood under the awning of the newly completed St. Jude’s Cathedral, his technical pencil hovering over a rolled blueprint, his knuckles white with the effort of holding it steady. He was thirty years old, an architect of precise lines and...

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