The Golden Suspect

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The bottle was amber, thick as old honey, and Elias Thorne’s hand shook so violently that the glass rattled against the wooden counter with a sound like a trapped bird. He was forty-two, a man who had spent thirty years mastering the delicate art of distillation, yet he could no longer pour a straight line of water without watching it arc in a drunken spiral. The tremor had started three months...

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