The Golden Suspect

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The letter arrived on a morning of unseasonable frost, bearing the wax seal of the High Command, a crimson drop pressed into the parchment with a severity that seemed to bleed into the white wood of the table. Commander Elias Thorne sat in his study, the room dim and heavy with the scent of old ink and the damp wool of his greatcoat, still hanging on the rack behind the door. He did not open...

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