The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The building stood in the shadow of the old textile mills. It was a square of grey stone. No windows on the ground floor. Just doors. Heavy. Iron. Elias Vane stood before the entrance. He wore a suit. It was too tight. The fabric pulled at the elbows. He checked his watch. A digital face. The second hand jumped. One. Two. Three. He had come for the truth. Or so he told himself. The city...

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