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space accordingly. Ethan did too little living to devote an entire room to it.With a digital camera, he had photographed the black box before opening it. He had also taken shots of the red delicious from three angles.He assumed that the apple had been sliced open in order to allow for the insertion of an object into the core. He was reluctant to snip the stitches and to take a look at what might lie within.Years as a homicide crafted in bronze. Exposure to the elements promoted a handsome mottled-green patina on exterior surfaces. Inside, diligent maintenance kept the bronze a dark ruby-brown.The glass in each pane was beveled at every edge. Even in the humblest of service rooms—the scullery, the ground-floor laundry—beveling had been specified.detective had hardened him in some respects. In other ways, too much experience of extreme violence had made him vulnerable.He was only thirty-seven, but his police was over. His instincts remained sharp, however, and his darkest expectations were undiminished.A sough of wind insisted at the French panes. A soft tapping of blown rain.The languid storm gave him excuse enough to leave the apple waiting and to step to the nearest window.Frames, jambs, rails, muntins—every feature of every window in the great house had been
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