The Golden Suspect

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"Pack it up, Arthur. You’re finished." The voice of Mr. Vane hung in the air of the fourth-floor office, dry and brittle as old cardboard. Arthur Hale did not look up from his desk. He was sliding a stack of invoices into a brown paper bag, his fingers numb. The paper was heavy, damp with the condensation that had been sweating off the windows all morning. He had worked for Vane for nine years....

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