The Golden Suspect

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The chisel bit into the limestone, and Elias Thorne watched the shavings curl away in the cold November air, each one a small white ghost drifting down toward the muddy ground of the cathedral yard. His left hand, the one that was supposed to hold the stone steady, trembled with a palsy that had started as a faint twitch in the winter of 1345 and now gripped his wrist like a vice, forcing him...

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