The Distant Metropolis
Mildred Hutchins was thirty-two, a police officer who bled from the nose every time she touched a case file that wasn't hers. She stood in the precinct’s briefing room, the fluorescent lights humming a low, sick note that seemed to vibrate in her teeth. The air smelled of stale coffee and the metallic tang of her own fear. She wanted the promotion. She needed the money to pay off her father’s...
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