The Golden Downtown
The gold bar is gone, and you are the only one in the precinct who knows exactly where it should be sitting, which makes you the only one who can be blamed for its absence. You stand in the center of the O’Malley estate’s grand foyer, the air thick with the scent of old varnish and expensive indifference, while Julian O’Malley watches you with the calm, predatory patience of a man who has...
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