The Golden Greenhouse

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The ledger in your hands smells of wet iron and old sweat, the paper warped by the damp that seeps into the bones of Oakhaven, and you run a thumb over the ink-stained page where your signature should be, but the space is blank, waiting for a lie that you are not yet ready to write. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, a constable with twenty years of service in a town that has...

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