The Colonial Game

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The Colonial Game

The humidity of the Congo Basin was a physical weight, a wet blanket that smelled of rotting vegetation and old gunpowder. Julian Sterling sat on the veranda of his plantation house, sipping a gin and tonic that had gone warm in the heat. He wore a linen suit that was stained with the red dust of the interior, and his eyes were the color of a storm over the Atlantic. Ten years ago, Julian had...

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