The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The champagne flutes clinked against the crystal rim of the chandelier, a sound that cut through the low hum of the string quartet in the corner. Cecily Sedgwick stood at the head of the table, her spine straight, her hands resting flat on the mahogany, feeling the grain of the wood under her fingertips. She was fifty-eight years old, a retired Major in the Directorate of Military Intelligence,...

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