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... , the rain was always fine and persistent, carrying a bone-corroding, soul-devouring chill. Under the glare of the streetlights, the raindrops resembled a hazy, gray web. As they approached the ground, each drop created tiny splashes.
The sound of an engine started at the end of a dark alley. Accompanied by the faint sound of water, the subtle noises of tires rolling over uneven pavement grew closer. When the blinding headlights appeared at the back door of the police station, Gordon kne ...
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