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Hidden Lens in the Corner of Death
Author: Athalaz
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"Scrub the rims harder, Miller. I still see coyote blood stains there."

A mocking laugh sounded from the porch of the Sheriff's office. Deputy Higgins threw a half-full paper coffee cup, landing it right in a puddle near David's knee. A splash of dirty coffee hit the frayed jeans worn by the former ruler of the world.

"Yes, Sir," David answered with a flat and hoarse voice.

The midday sun beat down on the asphalt of the Upstate New York police station yard without mercy. David swallowed saliva
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    "Scrub the rims harder, Miller. I still see coyote blood stains there."A mocking laugh sounded from the porch of the Sheriff's office. Deputy Higgins threw a half-full paper coffee cup, landing it right in a puddle near David's knee. A splash of dirty coffee hit the frayed jeans worn by the former ruler of the world."Yes, Sir," David answered with a flat and hoarse voice.The midday sun beat down on the asphalt of the Upstate New York police station yard without mercy. David swallowed saliva that felt dry in his throat. He pressed a foam sponge soaked in industrial-grade chemical cleaning soap against the hull of the black-and-white SUV patrol car. The soap was extremely harsh, not designed to be touched without protective gloves, causing the skin on David's palms to blister, redden, and peel.A stinging pain bit every time the chemical foam entered the unhealed bruises on his knuckles. However, David did not stop scrubbing. With every scrub, he imagined Arthur's face sleeping sound

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