The Distant Clue
The rain in the city did not fall so much as it hung, a heavy, grey curtain that turned the neon signs of the industrial district into bleeding watercolors, and Sergeant Elias Thorne found himself pinned against the wet brick of an alleyway by a man who looked exactly like him. The suspect, a mirror image in a identical tactical jacket, did not fight back with fists but with a whisper, his...
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