The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the city of Ashworth had turned into a wet, breathing organism, its cobblestones slick with the grime of industry and the sweat of a populace that had forgotten how to look up. Inspector Elias Thorne walked the perimeter of the old textile mill, his boots squelching in the mud that clung to him like a second skin. He was a man carved from the same...

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