The Golden Suspect

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I woke with the taste of copper on my tongue and the weight of a gold chain around my neck. It was not a necklace I had worn to sleep. It was thick, heavy, and warm, as if it had been sitting against my skin for years. I sat up in the dark. The moonlight from the window cut a pale square on the floor, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the stagnant air. The house was silent. That heavy,...

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