The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The ledger was not a book of numbers. It was a prison of ink, bound in cracked leather that smelled of old dust and the faint, metallic tang of regret. Arthur Vane sat in the center of the archive, a room so deep into the bowels of the Sterling Corporation that the air felt heavy, compressed by the weight of the brick walls above. There were no windows. Only the hum of the ventilation system, a...

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