The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The banquet hall of the Imperial Mint smelled of roasted pheasant and wet wool, a cloying mix that Elias Vane tried to ignore as he polished his silverware. It was the annual Assay Dinner, a celebration of precision and purity in a city choked by coal smoke, yet the air inside the vaulted room felt thick with a static charge that made the hair on his arms stand on end. Elias sat at the head of...

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