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... ulder as he lingered on the edge, breath shallow, hazel eyes carving through the murk. A faint whiff of grease lingered from lunch, now curdled with something fouler—sweat, rust, a stranger's stink.
The bulb in the hall flickered, throwing jagged light across the tiles, and muddy bootprints smeared a crooked path from the busted entrance. His pulse ticked steady, a drumbeat under his skin, but his mind sharpened to a blade's edge. The takeout bag slipped from his grip, thudding soft, gre ...
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