The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The mirror in my carriage did not reflect me. It reflected a man who was half a second behind, a gilded echo of my own movements, his smile lingering a beat too long after mine had vanished. I was Thomas Bradshaw, thirty-two, a Royal Inspector of the Third Division, and I was driving toward the palace to clear my name. The tribunal was set for noon, but the summons had arrived at dawn, sealed...

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