The Golden Circuit

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The wind tore at the hem of Elias Thorne’s coat as he stood in the nave of St. Jude’s Chapel, the smell of damp rot and old beeswax clinging to his throat. He was forty-five, a structural engineer from Boston with a reputation for finding faults in concrete, and he had come to Oakhaven, Maine, to inspect the foundation of his late father’s final commission. The building was a ruin of...

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