The Golden Suspect

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The wind does not howl on the Kessel Pass; it screams, a high, thin sound that strips the warmth from the bone before the cold can settle. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and your feet are numb, the leather of your boots cracking against the ice with every step. You want to reach the summit before the sun breaks the horizon, for the sealed decree in your pocket must be delivered to...

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