The Golden Suspect

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The cage sat in the center of the room. It was gold. Not painted. Not plated. Gold. Silas sat in the chair by the window. His hands were tied behind his back. The ropes were tight. They bit into his wrists. He did not look at the cage. He looked at the floor. The wood was old. Oak. Scratched. "You see it," said the voice. Silas did not turn. "I see it." "Look at me, Silas." Silas turned. The...

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