The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey, suspended mist that clung to the mud of the Blackwood Estate grounds. Elias Thorne, forty-two, stood with his back against the rotting oak of the front porch, his fingers white-knuckled around a rusted key that felt less like metal and more like a cold, dead finger. He wanted to sell the house. He needed the money for his mother’s medical...

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