The Golden Suspect

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The banquet hall of the Sterling Institute smelled of roasted pheasant and old stone, a scent that had permeated the walls over three centuries of quiet, bureaucratic decay. Margaret Holloway sat at the long oak table, her hands resting on the tablecloth, still as the dust motes dancing in the shafts of afternoon light. Before her lay the object that had consumed the last decade of her life: a...

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