The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

You hold the watch. It is heavy. Brass. Cold. The strap is leather. It has cracked. The buckle is tarnished. You run your thumb over the clasp. It sticks. You pull. It releases with a soft, dry snap. "Is it done?" You do not answer. You look at the man across the table. He is small. He wears a gray suit. It is ill-fitting. His eyes are wet. He is Captain Hale. You are Major Thorne. He is your...

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