The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The tweezers slip. The gear hits the bench. It skids, hits the brass edge, and shatters into three pieces. You stare at the fragments. They look like teeth pulled from a dead man’s jaw. Your hand is shaking. It has been shaking for six weeks, a tremor that starts in the knuckles and moves up to the elbow. You are forty-two. You are Elias Thorne. You are the master of this shop, and you are...

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