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Rian pointed to a pair of oxblood Brogues in a massive, backlit photograph. The detail was so sharp he could see the individual pores in the hide. He ran out of the shop, heart hammering,
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"Those are the 'Midnight Specters,'" the old man whispered. "Very expensive. Very accurate."