The Golden Suspect

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The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey, suffocating veil that turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors of the weeping sky. Thomas Ashworth stood alone on the bridge that spanned the River Aethel, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his heavy wool coat, watching the dark water churn beneath him. He was a boy of twelve, yet the weight of the...

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