The Golden Compass

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Chaiya Thongchai remembered the weight of the vial in her hand more clearly than the face of the man who had fired her, a heaviness that settled into the marrow of her wrist as she stood in the rain, the water drumming against the tarp of the market stall behind the court. It had been three days since the account was settled with the dead, since she had walked away from the estate with nothing...

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