The Golden Suspect

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The ink was still wet on the parchment, a dark, glistening vein against the pale skin of the vellum, when Thomas Bradshaw felt the familiar, cold prickling at the base of his neck, a sensation that preceded the shifting of the faces before him like the drop in barometric pressure before a violent storm. He was twelve years old, a scribe of the royal court in the year of our Lord 1342, and his...

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