The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended curtain of grey water against the high, narrow windows of the Blackwood Institute. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and old paper, a smell that Elias Thorne had come to associate with the particular kind of silence that precedes a fracture. He sat in his office, a room that had once belonged to a man of considerable...

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