The Golden Suspect

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Thorne. The name was shouted by the bailiff, a sharp bark that cut through the damp silence of the clerk’s office. Elias looked up from his ledger, his fingers still stained with the iron-gall ink that had dried black on his cuticles. He was thirty-two years old, a man who measured his life in columns of grain and sacks of salt, but then, he felt the weight of the winter pressing against the...

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