The Golden Downtown

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The basement of the Blackwood Asylum smelled of wet concrete and stale copper, a scent that had seeped into the fibers of Elias Thorne’s uniform until he could taste it on his tongue. He stood in the shadow of the ventilation shafts, his fingers white-knuckled around the stolen ledger, the leather cover slick with his sweat. Three months. That was how long Clara had been inside, her laughter...

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