The Golden Suspect

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The lathe screamed. It was a high, thin shriek, like a animal caught in a trap. Elias Vance did not flinch. He leaned into the wheel. The brass bled dust. His hands were steady. They had to be. The client was waiting. The clock on the wall ticked. One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Time was a thief. It took the years from your face. It took the strength from your legs. It took the light...

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