The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The morning light in the customs office at Le Havre is a pale, indifferent thing, filtering through the high windows to illuminate the dust motes dancing over the stacks of manifests and the trembling hand of Elias Thorne, who stands before the director’s desk with the quiet desperation of a man watching his own reflection crack in a mirror. You are fifty-two years old, a senior inspector with...

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