The Shadow in the Glass

The Shadow in the Glass

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What if the face staring back at you belonged to a killer-and it was your own? Arthur Penwright's life is a fortress of order and predictability-until a delayed train forces him through a rain-slicked alley where he witnesses a brutal murder. The victim crumples to the ground. The killer turns. And Arthur finds himself staring at his own face. Hours later, he's the city's most wanted man. Hunted by police and haunted by a doppelgänger who stole his identity, Arthur plunges into the criminal underworld with Eleanor Vance, a cynical journalist carrying guilt of her own. Together they uncover Project Chimera-a conspiracy that doesn't just copy bodies, but steals souls. At its center stands Alistair Penwright. Arthur's father. Very much alive. And the architect of a nightmare that blurs the line between human and weapon. To clear his name, Arthur must confront not only the shadow wearing his face, but the terrifying question: If a perfect copy of you exists, which one is real? A breakneck thriller about identity, redemption, and the truth that sometimes the person you're running from is yourself.
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