The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Chapter One The gale at Delfzijl did not howl; it shoved. It rearranged the harbor, snapping mooring lines and tossing the fishing skiffs like driftwood against the stone quay. Maaike Pronk stood at the edge of the union office, her fingers white-knuckled around the strap of her bag. She was thirty-two, a weaver’s daughter with hands that knew the tension of every thread, but today they shook....

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