The Golden Suspect

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The dust in the West Wing of Aethelgard’s municipal archive does not settle; it hangs, a suspended judgment, coating the spines of the tax ledgers that you have spent thirty years preserving. You are Elias Thorne, fifty-two, and your hands are steady as you align the leather-bound volumes, but your heart hammers against your ribs like a trapped bird because the coughing that has echoed through...

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