The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain on the windshield was a static hiss, a white noise that drowned out the engine’s growl. I checked the rearview mirror. Julian sat in the passenger seat, his head resting against the glass, his skin grey and slick with sweat. He was twenty-four, thin as a wire, his eyes half-closed in the delirium of a fever that had kept him from sleeping for three days. I was forty-two, a border...

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