The Golden Suspect

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The letter from Eleanor was damp, the ink of her last words blurred into a grey smear that Arthur Vane held between his thumb and forefinger until the paper tore slightly, a sound like a dry leaf breaking in the sudden, suffocating silence of the library. He woke with a gasp, the phantom sensation of cold water still clinging to his lungs, the dream of drowning in the dark stacks of the...

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