The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

"Put it down, Elias. You have no right to touch the Master." The voice was not the Abbot’s. It was the voice of the stone, dry and grinding, echoing from the vaulted ceiling of the scriptorium. Elias Thorne, Royal Inspector, age thirty-four, did not look up. His fingers, stained with the iron-gall ink of the audit he had begun that morning, gripped the spine of the book. The Abbey of St. Jude...

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