The Golden Suspect

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The rain had been falling since before dawn, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a slick, black mirror reflecting the dim, amber glow of the streetlamps, and in his dream, Arthur Penhaligon saw the town not as it was, but as a series of disjointed, floating fragments of slate and brick, each piece rotating slowly in a void that smelled of ozone and old, wet...

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