The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick mirrors reflecting the damp, gaslit streetlamps. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of his modest office, watching the water run in rivulets down the face of the city. He was a man of few words, a detective by trade, though he had long since ceased to catch thieves or...

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