The Golden Crossing

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Thorne, stop what you are doing and look at the clock. The fluorescent tube above the basement entrance flickered, casting a sickly, intermittent pallor over the linoleum floor, which was worn to a smooth, gray sheen in the center of the aisle where Elias Thorne had spent the last three years kneeling, scrubbing, and cataloging. He did not look up. His head was bowed over the leather-bound...

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