The Golden Suspect

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The tribunal does not care for your excuses, Constable Thorne. You stand in the gallery of the old mill, the wood floor groaning under the weight of the elders. Below, the waterwheel turns in the dark, a rhythmic slapping against the stone basin that sounds like a slow, wet cough. The air is thick with the smell of damp wool and old stone, a scent that has soaked into your bones over twenty...

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