The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

Thorne. The name hit the back of my skull before I turned around. Director Halloway stood in the doorway of the sub-basement, his tie knotted with a precision that suggested he had spent the morning adjusting it in a mirror. He did not look at the cataloging station. He looked at me. I was holding the Golden Scar. It was not a scar. It was a ceramic vessel, fractured into three distinct pieces,...

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