The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The coffee in the mug was cold, a stagnant brown puddle that reflected the gray light of the window. I stared at it, the ceramic handle warm against my thumb, while the rain hammered against the glass of the safehouse. It was a small, rented room in a town that didn’t appear on most maps, a place where the pines grew thick and the silence had a weight to it. Elias sat across from me, his hands...

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