The Golden Ritual
The audit begins at dawn, when the light is gray and the cypress knees of the bayou push through the floorboards. "You see it, don't you? The lag," Director Cosimo said, not looking up from the ledger. "One second. A full second between the hand and the ink." I wanted to explain that my shadow was not a ghost, but a delay, like the ripples in the still water of the lagoon outside our window....
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