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... raindrops began to drum against the earth, a soft yet persistent beat that filled the night air as Eric Maddox wandered aimlessly through the deserted streets.
Each droplet struck the pavement with a delicate splash, weaving a melancholic symphony that mirrored the turmoil swirling within him.
The taste of the press room still clung to the back of his throat, metallic and bitter. The questions, the flashes, Crowther’s ambush—all of it played on loop in his mind, spliced with sce ...
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