The Golden Suspect

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The air in the hall was thick with the scent of roasted pork and stale lavender, a cloying sweetness that hung heavy in the stagnant heat of the banquet. I stood at the edge of the long oak table, my uniform crisp, the brass buttons catching the flickering light of the chandeliers. My hands were steady. They had to be. For thirty years, I had served the Crown, or perhaps the Republic, the name...

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