The Golden Suspect
The stone is too heavy, Elias. Put it down before you break your back or my patience." Elias Thorne did not put the stone down. He shifted the chisel from his left hand to his right, the metal cold against his palm, and looked at Julian with eyes that were red-rimmed and burning. The air in the scaffold smelled of wet limestone and the sharp, metallic tang of his own blood. "Patience," Elias...
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