The Golden Suspect

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2026-08-21 20:32:08 -

The hall smelled of roasted lamb and wet wool. It was a smell that clung to the skin, heavy and cloying, the scent of a life lived comfortably indoors. Around the long oak table, thirty men and women sat in the dim amber light of the chandeliers. They were laughing. The sound was sharp, brittle, like ice cracking under a boot. They toasted to the new appointment. They toasted to the future....

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