The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The storm broke over Oakhaven not with thunder, but with a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums, a void where the wind should have been screaming through the bare branches of the oaks that lined the main street. I stood on the porch of the sheriff’s station, my badge cold against my chest, watching the fog roll in from the river valley, a thick, grey...

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