The Golden Master
Chapter One “You are to break it before the King, Helmut. Do not fail me again.” The voice of the Minister of Internal Affairs hung in the air, cold and brittle as the coal dust that coated the banquet hall. Helmut Schwarz stood before the table, his hands trembling not from fear but from the lead that had settled deep in his joints after thirty years of setting type. He was thirty-two, though...
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