The Golden Suspect

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The rain had been falling on the ironworks for three days, a steady, rhythmic drumming that seemed to sync with the slow, grinding pulse of the great blast furnaces, a sound so constant that it ceased to be noise and became instead the texture of the air itself, a thick, metallic humidity that coated the skin and settled in the lungs. Inside the cramped, wood-paneled office of the Night Shift...

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