The Golden Suspect

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The ledger had twelve pages, each one stained with the faint, yellowish residue of tea and the darker, greasier smudge of a thumbprint that had long since worn into the paper. Clara Vane counted the stitches in the hem of her skirt as she sat at the desk, the wool thread pulling tight against the fabric, a small, rhythmic anchor in the chaos of her mind. Outside, the textile mill groaned under...

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