The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The frost came down like a judgment. It was not a gentle snow. It was a hard, white slap against the glass. It coated the windows of the municipal annex in a thick, opaque layer. The world outside ceased to exist. There was only the cold, the light, and the hum of the fluorescent tubes. Elias stood before the mirror in the bathroom. He adjusted his tie. The knot was tight. Too tight. He...

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