The Golden Downtown

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The rain drummed against the slate roof of the manor, a steady, relentless rhythm that matched the pounding in Elias’s chest. He stood in the center of the drawing room, his hands bound not by rope, but by the rigid, aching tension of his own muscles, which had begun to calcify under the weight of an accusation he could not prove. "You see it?" asked Captain Miller, his voice low, stripped of...

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