The Golden Suspect

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2026-08-18 15:27:37 -

"You are late." The voice is thin. It cuts the air of the small, windowless room. I stand in the corner. My shoes are wet. I do not wipe them. I look at the floor. There is a stain. It is old. It is brown. It looks like dried tea. Or blood. I do not know. I do not look up. "Excuse me," I say. My voice is small. It dies in the silence. The man behind the desk does not look at me. He is writing....

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