The Golden Farce
The blood hit the ledger first, a bright, shocking red against the cream paper, and you did not flinch. You were Elias Thorne, senior auditor for the Royal Mint, and you had three days to clear the quarterly review before the board arrived. The stain spread, a dark flower blooming over the column of silver ingots, and you reached for the rag with a hand that felt distant, as if it belonged to a...
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