The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The brass key was cold, heavier than it looked, and Elias Thorne held it between his thumb and forefinger as if it were a live thing that might bite. It was a standard municipal issue, tarnished by years of sweat and oil, but in the pale light of the constable’s office it seemed to glow with a dull, internal heat. He turned it over, feeling the roughness of the bit, and then placed it on the...

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