The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The river ice cracked with a sound like a gunshot, loud enough to rattle the windows of the mission. Walter Stroud stood by the glass, watching the white fracture lines spread across the unnaturally blue surface of the quarry lake, his hands trembling as he held the folded paper map. It was 1964, and the cold was a physical weight, pressing against the single-pane glass, but the chill that...

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