The Golden Suspect

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Chapter One Gunnar Nystrom remembered the smell before he remembered the cold. It was a sweet, rotting thing, like peaches left in a closed drawer for too long. He stood in the corridor of the municipal archive, the fluorescent lights buzzing a low, electric hum that seemed to vibrate in his teeth. He was thirty-two, an archivist on probation, and he needed this job. He needed it the way his...

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