The Golden Downtown

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The ledger lay open on the table, its pages brittle as dried leaves, and Clara Vane stared at the final column where the ink had bled into a dark, irregular stain that looked less like a number and more like a wound. She held her breath, the cold air of the kitchen settling against her neck, and tried to steady her hand, but the palsy in her fingers made the pen tip quiver, threatening to smear...

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