The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The brass compass sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, cold and heavy, a dead weight against the trembling flesh of his hand. He was fifty-two, though the mirror in the hallway suggested a man who had been fifty for a decade. The mansion was too quiet, the air filtered and sterile, smelling of lemon polish and old money. He needed the ledger. It was the only thing left that mattered. The only thing that...

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