The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

It’s not a ghost, Elias, it’s a man, Miller said, his voice flat and tired in the dim office, and Elias stood there with his hat in his hands, the leather of the badge strap digging into his palm as he waited for the dismissal to end. The air in the Sheriff’s office smelled of stale coffee and the damp wool of coats hung on the rack, a thick, cloying scent that seemed to settle in the back of...

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