The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The marble floor of the Meridian Exchange lobby was cold enough to ache through the soles of Clara Vane’s boots, a sharp, physical reminder that the building was alive and holding its breath. It was November, 1912, and the air smelled of wet wool, ozone, and the metallic tang of fresh paint. Clara stood near the base of the central staircase, her hands trembling not from the chill, but from the...

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