The Wistful Cipher

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The shift log had four pages of ink, but only one name mattered. Elias Thorne counted the miles on the dashboard clock, three hundred and twelve, then three hundred and thirteen. The patrol car smelled of stale coffee and the rubbery tang of the heater. He was forty-five, a sergeant with twenty years of service, and he was driving toward the edge of Millhaven, where the asphalt gave way to the...

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