The Golden Oath
The truck idled with a rhythmic, mechanical shudder that you could feel in your teeth, a vibration that seemed to resonate with the very marrow of your bones as you watched the rear view mirror, where the face of the man who had hired you looked back with a expressionless, hollow calm that was almost frightening in its precision. You had arrived in this coastal town of gray slate and salt spray...
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