The Golden Suspect

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The road to the Abbey was a ribbon of mud that had forgotten how to dry. I walked it with the rhythm of a man who has carried his own coffin for forty years, the weight of it familiar as the callus on my thumb. I was a builder, a mason of no particular fame, though the stones I laid in the crypt of St. Jude’s had outlasted the kings who commissioned them. Now, the crypt was crumbling. The roof,...

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