The Golden Suspect

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The morning air in Oakhaven tasted of wet stone and old iron, a metallic tang that stuck to the back of Silas Vane’s throat as he walked the perimeter of the village. He was a man carved from the same grey slate as the houses that lined the main street, his uniform a patchwork of faded wool and mud, the insignia on his shoulder a tarnished gold leaf that had long since lost its shine. The...

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