The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

Thorne. The voice came from the top of the stairs, sharp and dry as a raking leaf, cutting through the damp hum of the Bureau’s lower archives. Elias did not look up. He was already on the third shelf, his fingers brushing the spine of a ledger bound in cracked leather, the smell of mildew and formaldehyde thick in his throat. He knew the tone. It was the tone of a man who viewed sentimentality...

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