The Golden Suspect

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The heavy brass key, cold and pitted with verdigris, sat in Elara Vane’s palm, its weight a familiar, oppressive anchor against her skin. She turned it in the lock of Blackwood Manor, the mechanism grinding with a sound like a bone being pulled from a socket, and the door swung inward to reveal the hallway, where the air smelled of damp wool and the slow, sweet decay of wood. It was the autumn...

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