The Golden Suspect

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The air in the refinery tasted of sulfur and old pennies. It clung to the back of the throat, a gritty film that water could not wash away. Silas stood before the great glass window of his office, watching the fog roll off the river. The city was a lattice of iron and steam, a beast that breathed in black coal and exhaled gray smoke. Below, the workers moved in pairs. They were small, dark...

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