The Golden Suspect

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The rain did not wash the blood from the stone. It only made it slick. Thomas stood in the center of the market square. His armor was dented. A gash ran from his temple to his jaw. The iron plate over his heart was cold. He did not move. He did not breathe. He waited. The town of Oakhaven was small. It was a place of thatch and mud and low stone walls. The people were afraid. They looked at him...

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