The Golden Suspect

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The mirror in the hall was cracked. Not broken, not yet, but fractured by a single, jagged line that ran from the silvered frame to the glass, splitting my reflection into two halves. I looked at the left side. It showed my face, pale and drawn, with eyes that had not slept in three days. I looked at the right side. It showed the room behind me. The dust. The silence. The war outside the...

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