The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

"Thorne." The voice came from the doorway, sharp and thin, cutting through the hum of the ventilation fans. Elias Thorne did not look up. He was checking the inventory of the restraint cuffs on the steel table. Gold-plated. Heavy. They never rusted. Not here. Not in Blackwood Correctional. "Thorne, get in here." He set the cuffs down. They made a dull, dense thud against the metal. Elias stood,...

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