The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain in Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, suspended curtain that blurred the edges of the town square and turned the cobblestones into a slick, reflective mirror. Elias Thorne stood in the center of that reflection, forty-two years old, his hands shaking so violently that the paper he clutched to his chest threatened to tear. It was a letter of resignation, forged in his own...

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