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"Is the resolution high enough for you, Detective?" a voice rasped from the dark.

When Thorne arrived, the monument was a tomb. The Seed was slumped against a cold stone pillar, his eyes wide and fixed on the Potomac. No blood, no struggle. Just a small, silver flash drive clutched in his hand and a faint scent of bitter almonds in the air.

Thorne didn't turn around. He just reached for his cold coffee, his reflection on the screen showing a man who finally knew too much.