The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The gavel fell. It did not sound like wood. It sounded like a bone breaking. I sat in the gallery. My hands were sweating. The air in the courtroom was thick, stale, smelling of old paper and fear. I watched Dr. Elias Thorne. He stood in the center of the room. He looked small. He looked wrong. The judge looked at me. "Dr. Holloway," he said. "You will state your findings." My mouth was dry. I...

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