The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The banquet hall of the Halloway Industrial Trust smelled of stale champagne and the metallic tang of old iron, a scent that clung to Arthur Penhaligon’s wool suit as he moved through the crowd of shareholders and executives who had gathered to honor the memory of the late founder, Silas Halloway. Arthur, a junior archivist of thirty-two years, stood near the heavy oak doors, his eyes fixed not...

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