The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The letter lay on the mahogany desk, the paper thin and yellowed, smelling faintly of the lemon polish Vance applied every Friday. You read it twice, the ink blurring slightly as the room tilted. It was a commendation, a formality, a trap. You signed it, the pen scratching like a dry leaf against bark, and handed it back. Vance smiled, a tight, muscular expression that did not reach his eyes....

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