January 25, 2018. Palm Beach Gardens, Florida.

A man is found in a field near his country club home. One gunshot wound. No weapon. No shell casing. No sign of a struggle.

Police open the city’s first homicide investigation of the year.

Then a detective offers a theory so strange that the final report calls it far-fetched.

It was also plausible.

In this episode, we follow the investigation into the death of Alan Abrahamson, a missing gun that never turned up, and an old episode of CSI that detectives found waiting for them.

Because sometimes the hardest mystery to solve is the one that was built to look like a different one.

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Two postal workers died on a Sunday morning. The building they sorted mail in stayed open until that afternoon.

In this episode: the mail as a promise, and everyone who paid for it. A government agent who turned the Post Office into a weapon against women, and drove at least some of them to their deaths. A man who shipped himself to freedom in a crate. Clerks who dragged mail sacks up a sinking ship, and a child sent across Idaho with stamps on her coat. Plus the bombs stopped by too little postage and the 1986 morning shift in Edmond, Oklahoma.

Then Brentwood, 2001. The Senate building closed the day after the anthrax letter was opened. The sorting floor stayed open for five more days.

The mail must move. The question is who gets protected first.

Original music in this episode is provided by the talented: SHDWLRKR

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Somewhere in northern England, a serving girl is watching through a keyhole.

She sees a stranger pull something dark and withered from a sack. She sees him set it upright on the table like a candlestick. She sees the fingers begin to burn.

One. Two. Three. Four.

The thumb stays dark.

Because she’s the only one still awake.

In this episode, we trace the Hand of Glory — the dried and pickled hand of a hanged man, believed for centuries to lock every sleeping person in a house into a sleep so deep that no one could wake them.

And then we visit the one that survived.

Because there is a real hand, in a real museum, on the Yorkshire coast of England.

Nobody knows whose it is. Nobody knows what it was meant to do.

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Original music in this episode is provided by the talented: SHDWLRKR

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