The Golden Compass

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Chapter One "You have no contract that I can honor, Wei Liu." The words hung in the damp air of the cellar, heavy and wet as the mud outside. Wei Liu, thirty-two years old and bent by the weight of his own years, stared at Captain Zhang. The man sat behind a desk of dark, polished wood, the surface reflecting the single candle that burned in the corner, its flame trembling not from wind but...

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