The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The pen was already in Elias’s hand, the ink wet and black against the white grid of the actuarial table, when the door swung open without a knock. He did not look up. The numbers were a living thing, a pulse of probability that demanded his full attention, yet the weight of the silence in the room pressed against his eardrums like deep water. Mr. Sterling stood in the doorway, a figure of...

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