THE IRON LEGACY
Act I: The Golden Box The rain over Yorkshire did not cleanse; it merely made the grime darker. Edward Hartwell stood before the gate of Hartwell Manor, his leather satchel heavy with the certificates that proved he had finished first in his class at Charterhouse School. Ten years. Ten years since his father's body was found at the bottom of the quarry, and ten years since the Hammonds of...
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