The Golden Suspect

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The air in the cellar was thick with the scent of damp earth and old iron, a smell that had seeped into the fibers of Captain Elias Thorne’s tunic over the three days he had been held there. He sat on a wooden stool, his wrists bound by ropes that had long since cut into the skin, leaving red, angry welts that pulsed with a dull, rhythmic pain. Above him, through the slits of the small, barred...

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