The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

Thorne. The word was spat across the bullpen, sharp and wet, by the man who used to be your captain and now acted as the liquidator for the department’s final assets. You looked up from the file, the paper damp with condensation from the window behind you. The air in the precinct smelled of wet wool and old coffee, a scent that had defined your last twenty years until it became...

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