The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The ink was still wet on the ledger when Arthur Vane noticed the man in the glass. It was a small thing, a smudge of reflection in the dark window of the office, a figure standing just behind his left shoulder, wearing the same grey suit, holding the same pen. Arthur did not turn around. He knew, with a cold certainty that settled in his stomach like swallowed ice, that if he looked back, the...

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