The Wistful Witness

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The rain did not fall so much as it seeped, a fine, persistent mist that clung to the chandeliers of the Grand Hotel’s ballroom and turned the crystal into a thousand fractured eyes. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the center of the floor, a statue in a uniform that had begun to smell of ozone and old copper, his fingers wrapped tightly around a brass compass whose glass face was spider-webbed...

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