The Golden Suspect

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The damp in the Abbey of St. Jude did not smell of mildew or rot, but of iron and old pennies, a scent that had seeped into the marrow of Warden Elias Thorne’s bones over the twenty years he had stood watch in its cold, stone-walled corridors. He was a man of steady, unyielding duty, his face a map of deep-set lines that spoke less of age than of the weight of the keys he carried, a heavy iron...

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