The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The boardroom smelled of stale coffee and expensive leather, a scent that Elias Thorne had come to associate with the particular weight of his own impending failure. He sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his hands resting flat on the polished surface, though his mind was miles away, caught in the cold, lily-scented fog that had been haunting his peripheral vision for the last three...

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