The Golden Suspect

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The rain measured the alley in inches, slicking the asphalt until it reflected the single streetlamp in a warped, trembling column of amber. Elias Thorne counted the seconds between his breaths, one, two, three, keeping his pulse locked to the rhythm of the rain hitting the pavement. He wanted the scene cleared. He wanted to drive home, to the warm dry air of the kitchen, to the sound of Mara...

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