The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed against the glass, a thick, grey curtain that blurred the skyline of the city into a smear of wet concrete and dying neon. I sat in the back of the sedan, the leather seat cold and damp against my hip, watching the water trace slow, erratic paths down the windowpane. My hands were folded in my lap, fingers laced so tightly that the knuckles had...

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