The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth. It is a bad taste. It is the taste of a coin held too long between the teeth. You are lying on the cold floor of the war room. The carpet is thick, blue, and smells of old dust and expensive perfume. Above you, the ceiling is high. The air is still. You sit up. Your head hurts. The room is full of men. They wear suits. They are quiet. They look at...

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