The Midnight Librarians
I. Terry Jervis was awake. He’d begun to doubt he’d ever sleep again. Each time he closed his eyes, his mind conjured up a series…
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I. Terry Jervis was awake. He’d begun to doubt he’d ever sleep again. Each time he closed his eyes, his mind conjured up a series…
Jimmy Cortez walked out of the third precinct a free man on a Tuesday morning. By Friday night, he’d been reduced to a sack of…
Rusty Bob died at the library on an unseasonably cold Thursday night in early October. The following Tuesday, only a few minutes after closing time,…
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