The Golden Suspect

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The ink was bleeding again, seeping through the thin paper of the ledger until it formed the distinct, hollow curve of your mother’s jaw. You stared at the blot, the black wetness spreading with a slow, deliberate patience that had nothing to do with the humidity of the room and everything to do with the weight of your own breathing. Across the desk, Mr. Vane did not look up from his own...

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