The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

"Seven hundred dollars for the coordinates, or I tell the Guild you’ve been skimming from the tithe." Théophile Gaspard stood in the damp basement of the mission, the air so thick with mildew it felt like breathing through wet wool, and watched Silas’s face drain of color as the older man’s hands trembled around his coffee cup. The room smelled of boiled cabbage and old paper, a scent that had...

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