The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The celebration in the staff canteen of the Bristol Port Authority smelled of cheap wine and stale ambition, a thick, cloying fog that clung to the backs of your throats as you stood with a glass of sparkling cider in your hand, watching the men and women you had served for twenty years toast to your impending promotion. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two, a senior customs inspector whose life...

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