The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The mirror stood in the corner of the holding cell. It was not a piece of furniture. It was a verdict. Detective Elias Thorne stood before it. He was tall. He was thin. His suit hung loose on his frame. The fabric was gray. The color of wet ash. He looked at the glass. The glass looked back. The reflection was not a face. It was a ghost. The room was cold. The air tasted of metal and fear. A...

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