The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The champagne was warm, and the smell of burnt sugar hung heavy in the air, a cloying sweetness that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. "Here’s to the new model," Director Halloway announced, his voice cracking under the weight of the applause. He raised his glass, his face flushed with a ruddy, unhealthy glow that matched the damask wallpaper behind him. "To precision. To the future."...

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