The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The banquet hall of the Federal Bureau of Identity Verification was not a room but a vessel, a suspended bubble of amber light and polished oak that floated above the grey, rain-slicked streets of Chicago. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and the faint, metallic tang of ozone that seemed to leak from the walls themselves. Marcus Thorne sat at the head of the long...

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