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... , as though the city itself had been scrubbed clean. From the high windows of the Consulado, Edward Harrow watched the trickle of carts and pedestrians with the paranoia of a man who saw enemies in every shadow. His reflection stared back at him in the glass: hollow-eyed, gray at the temples, the pistol glinting faintly in his hand.
Three days ago, he had believed himself master of the board. Now he felt like a pawn awaiting sacrifice.
"Sir," came Wainwright’s voice, cautious fro ...
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