The Distant Nightmare

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The glass sat on the mahogany desk. It was a standard issue tumbler, thick-walled, slightly cloudy with age. To anyone else, it was trash. To Elias Thorne, it was the only thing that remained of the life he had left behind in Prague. He had packed his bags in a hurry. The visa rejection letter had been a polite refusal. A bureaucratic error, they said. A technicality. But Elias knew better. He...

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