The Golden Suspect

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The valley market bustled under a grey sky, the air heavy with roasted corn and wet wool, while the whaling ships sat idle in the harbor, their masts like broken fingers against the horizon. Fernando Renteria stood at the edge of the square, his hand resting on the cold stone of a boundary marker that had been moved, just slightly, by a single, careless hand. He was thirty years old, a former...

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