The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain hammered the tin roof of the motel room in Ashland, Ohio, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that made the air feel thick and wet. Elias Thorne sat on the edge of the unmade bed, his hands resting on his knees, watching the water streak down the single window. He was forty-two, though the graying hair at his temples and the deep lines around his eyes suggested a man who had lived several...

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