The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

My hands shook as I opened the ledger, the leather cover cracking like dry skin. The vault was silent, save for the hum of the ventilation system and the scratch of my pen. I was forty-two years old, and this was the last audit I would ever perform. I needed the pension. I needed the security. I needed to prove that I had not wasted twenty years in this basement, counting other people’s...

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