The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

Thorne. The name hit the back of my skull like a hammer on a cold nail, sharp and final. I looked up from the brandy, the crystal decanter sweating in my hand, and saw Mr. Vane standing at the edge of the mahogany table, his tie loosened just enough to suggest he had been shouting, which he had not, because he never shouted, he only waited until the silence in the room became so heavy it could...

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