The Wistful Skyline

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Chapter One The light in the interview room was the color of wet wool, a flat, grey wash that stripped the color from Fernando Escobedo’s face and left only the hollows of his cheeks, where the badge in his pocket felt less like metal and more like a stone of ice. He had been waiting for forty minutes, his hands resting on the table, fingers tracing the grain of the wood as if it were a map to...

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