The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

You drive the sedan down the wet asphalt, the wipers fighting a losing battle against the rain. The city blurs outside the window, a smear of neon and grey. You are going to the house. You have to. The envelope is in your jacket pocket, heavy with the weight of a secret you kept for ten years. Your hands are steady. They are always steady. You are a man of precision. A man of law. Or you were....

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