The Golden Suspect

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The brass knuckle of the rifle rested against Elias Thorne’s palm, cold and smooth as a river stone. He stood in the dimness of the barracks, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and stale coal smoke, and watched the polished steel of the weapon. His reflection stared back from the metal, but it moved a half-second after he did, a lagging echo that made his stomach turn. He was thirty-four...

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