The Golden Suspect

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The wind off the moor cut through your coat like a blade of ice, biting at the exposed skin of your neck as you stood before the magistrate’s door. You wanted to speak, to lay out the evidence that proved your maps of the Northern Reach were original, not the forgeries the rumors claimed, but the door remained shut. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two, a man whose life had been reduced to a...

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