The Golden Suspect

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The rain did not fall so much as it settled, a fine, grey mist that clung to the cobblestones of Oakhaven and seeped into the marrow of anyone who walked without a purpose. You walked with a purpose, though it had long since corroded into something indistinct, a dull ache rather than a sharp pain. You were the town’s only investigator, a title that carried more weight in the past than it did...

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