The Golden Downtown

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The clock on the mantel ticked with a heavy, wet sound, like a drop of oil falling into a pan of hot grease. Elias Vance sat at the workbench, his twelve-year-old hands trembling not from fear, but from the cold that seemed to seep up through the wood from the cellar below. In front of him lay the pocket watch, its brass case tarnished by years of his father’s sweat and the dust of the...

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