The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain against the leaded glass of the conservatory was not merely weather, but a relentless, rhythmic accusation, drumming against the panes like the fingers of a ghost trying to gain entry to a home it had long since been evicted from. You stand in the center of the room, your back to the fire, your hand resting not on a weapon, but on the heavy, velvet-draped arm of the settee, where a...

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