The Golden Suspect

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Harper. The name hit the back of my throat like a swallowed stone. I stood in the center of the station’s main hall, the linoleum cold and slick under my boots, while Sheriff Calloway’s voice echoed off the high, vaulted ceiling. It was not a shout. It was worse. It was the low, gravelly rasp of a man who had decided I was a problem he intended to solve before the sun went down. I had been here...

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