The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

Inspector Vane. The name was called out by the clerk at the intake desk, a flat, bureaucratic summons that cut through the sterile smell of boiled linoleum and antiseptic soap. Silas Vane stood up from the chair, his joints protesting with a dry, rusted sound that he had long since stopped trying to hide. He was forty years old, and in the service of the City Sanitation Department, that age was...

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