The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The chisel slipped, not against the grain of the wood, but against the will of the house itself, sending a shower of fine, golden dust into the air that hung suspended in the cellar’s stale gloom. Elias Thorne, forty-two and hollowed out by a decade of failed commissions and recent bankruptcy, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a rag that did more to smear the grime than to remove it, his...

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