The Golden Suspect

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The ink bled red before Thomas Vane had even finished the first line. He sat at the oak desk in the private study of Lord Blackwood, the air thick with the scent of coal dust and old paper. His father, Arthur Vane, was a debt to be paid, and the ledger in front of Thomas was the only currency that mattered in the industrial court of 1912. Thomas was twelve, a scribe in all but name, his fingers...

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