The Golden Suspect

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The ledger was heavy, a brick of paper and ink that Elias Thorne held with both hands, his knuckles white against the leather binding. He stood before the oak desk of Guild Master Aldous Vane, the air in the room thick with the smell of stale pipe tobacco and old wood polish. Vane did not look up from his reading glasses, which were perched on the bridge of his nose like two small, judgmental...

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