The Golden Circuit
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, the ink still wet with the humidity of the carriage ride from London, bearing the seal of the Crown’s most esteemed auditor, a man whose name, Silas Vane, was spoken in hushed tones by clerks who knew that to be seen by him was to be measured, weighed, and often found wanting. Thomas Aldridge, a man of modest station and meticulous habit, sat in the...
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