The Golden Suspect
The banquet hall of the University of St. Jude’s, a sprawling edifice of grey stone and ivy that clung to the city like a desperate lover, was alive with the hum of low conversation and the clinking of crystal against porcelain, a symphony of social performance that you had spent your entire career dissecting in dry, dusty seminars while your colleagues partook in the living reality of it all....
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