The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain hit the glass with a sound like static. You stood in the center of the room. The floor was marble. Cold. It bit through your boots. You did not shiver. You had forgotten how to shiver. "Look at him," a voice said. Soft. Male. You turned. The man in the chair watched you. He wore a uniform that fit too well. The insignia on his shoulder was gold. It caught the light. You did not look at...

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