The Golden Crossing

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Thorne. The word hung in the air of the study, heavy and damp, spoken by a voice that seemed to come from the walls themselves. Elias Thorne did not turn. He kept his eyes fixed on the ledger open before him, the paper yellowing with age, the ink faded to a rusty brown. He was a man of forty, with hands that had spent the last decade prying open floorboards and tracing the cold lines of...

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