The Golden Suspect

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2026-08-19 12:22:45 -

The rain does not fall so much as it hangs, a gray curtain drawn tight against the windows of the municipal hall, blurring the world outside into a smear of wet asphalt and dying leaves. You stand in the center of the room, your shoes damp from the walk across the square, feeling the cold seep through the soles and up into your bones. The air here is stale, thick with the scent of floor wax and...

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