The streetlights looked ominous, they with their gnarled latticework and bright beams, casting deep shadows. He fell across the city in loping lines, looking in every pocket of darkness, every rain-stained window, every stretch of battered building blocks. Stay right where you are, he’d told her. I’ll be right back.
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