The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The bill was folded into a square the size of a postage stamp, the paper thin and brittle as a dried leaf. It sat on the steel desk in the archive, next to a cold cup of coffee that had gone skin over with the night’s chill. I unfolded it, reading the same line three times because the ink seemed to swim under the fluorescent lights, or perhaps because my hands were shaking. "Final Notice:...

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