The Wistful Witness

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The steel baton lay on the wet concrete, slick with rain and a thin smear of blood. Elias Thorne picked it up, his grip faltering as the cold metal bit into his palm. He was forty-two years old, and for the first time in twenty years of service, his hand shook with a violence that had nothing to do with the chill. The courtyard of the Federal Correctional Facility was a gray void, the sky...

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