The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain lashed against the corrugated iron roof of the mill, a relentless drumming that masked the sound of my own ragged breathing. I clutched the ledger to my chest, its leather cover slick with sweat, while the shadow of the foreman loomed large in the dimly lit office. "You know what this means, Arthur," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "One mistake. One discrepancy in the gold assay....

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