The Golden Suspect
The wind took the shallow roof of the ice-hauler dock, tearing a sheet of corrugated iron loose and sending it screaming across the fjord like a wounded bird. Chapter One The wind took the shallow roof of the ice-hauler dock, tearing a sheet of corrugated iron loose and sending it screaming across the fjord like a wounded bird. I stood in the mud of the square, the flag rope slapping the pole...
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