The Golden Crossing

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The truck’s engine coughed and died on the gravel drive of Blackwood Manor, leaving Elias Thorne suspended in a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against his eardrums. He was fifty-two, a master horologist whose hands had spent three decades coaxing precision from brass and steel, yet here, standing before the estate that held his late wife’s debts and his own fading...

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