The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

Vangelis Makris’s hands were stained with the grey residue of the inhaler, the plastic cracked and the insurance card long since expired, a small white rectangle of uselessness tucked into his pocket. He was moving through the dark of the warehouse, the cold air biting at his exposed forearms, counting the boxes of costumes that smelled of mothballs and damp wool. The road outside had been...

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