The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The champagne is cold in your mouth, a metallic taste that coats the back of your throat. You stand by the marble pillar, holding a flute you haven’t drunk from in an hour, watching the centennial gala swirl around you like a slow, polite vortex. The room is a sea of navy suits and silk gowns, the air thick with the scent of lilies and expensive perfume. Chief Miller stands on the small stage,...

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