The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

Thorne. You’re late. The word hung in the air, sharp and brittle, spoken by the Magistrate Halloway as if he were addressing a dog that had wandered into the parlor. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of the Blackwood estate, his hand still resting on the heavy iron latch. The weight of the handle was cold, a solid anchor against the trembling of his own fingers. He was forty-two, and the walk...

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