The Golden Downtown

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The brass instruments on the Minister’s desk began to hum, a low, resonant thrum that vibrated in the teeth of Inspector Elias Thorne as he stood before the heavy oak door, his hands clasped behind his back to keep them from shaking. The office of the Ministry of Internal Security was a cathedral of industry, filled with the scent of ozone and old paper, where the steam from the heating pipes...

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