The Golden Mirror
The forensic reflector is heavy in your hands, a slab of polished aluminum and high-grade glass that costs more than your annual salary. You hold it up, angling the light from the single unlit bulb in the interrogation room to catch the dust motes dancing in the air. It is a tool of precision, designed to reveal the invisible, yet tonight it feels like a weight you cannot set down. The internal...
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