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The Glass Wall
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Chapter OneSunday, February 3rd, 7.33 p.m.
The small man stepped from the lift, rang the apartment's doorbell and waited, his head close against the panels to catch any sounds of movement within.Utter silence. No one came. Was no one left to come?So it was real, what he saw from the road? Thought he'd seen?It could still be illusion, his recurrent echo of childhood trauma. But that only happened when he balanced on the edge of sleep: the memory of torture, of being forced to watch while ...No. This time he'd been awake, stepping on to the kerb and looking up at the tall