The Golden Quest
"Did you hear that, Thomas?" I looked up from the ledger, my pen hovering over the column of overtime costs, and tried to ignore the low thrum that had started in the floorboards beneath my chair. It was a sound like a tuning fork pressed against the inside of my skull, a vibration that seemed to rise from the foundation of the old courthouse rather than the air. Elias stood in the doorway, his...
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