The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The frost had settled on the windowpane of the sheriff’s office like a veil of shattered glass, a thin, intricate web that caught the pale morning light and threw it back in jagged, trembling shards. Thomas Bradshaw stood before it, his hand resting on the cold brass of his desk, his fingers tracing the delicate fractures as if he could feel the cold biting into his skin through the glass. He...

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