Chapter 52: The Taboo of the Buddha Suppression Pagoda

The bell above the door of 'Curiosities of the Ages' chimed, a sound that usually felt like stepping into a pocket of forgotten time. Tonight, it sounded like a gong announcing a final confrontation. The air inside was thick with the scent of old wood, polished brass, and drying herbs, but I couldn't find any of the usual comfort in it. My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat a drum of accusation. Simon Looske was behind the counter, not polishing a silver locket or poring over some ancient...