The Golden Myth
The ledger weighed four pounds, three ounces, a weight Elias Thorne had carried in his mind for ten years but held in his hands for the first time only an hour ago, the leather spine cracked and soft with the damp of the basement where it had been misfiled since 1994. He sat in the municipal office, the fluorescent lights humming a low, persistent note that seemed to vibrate in his teeth, while...
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