The bastard middle book of the Southern Reach Trilogy, Authority, is the one that keeps strike me, of my own work, as most reflective of how we can't get out of certain modes of thought, that our reactions are often to ghosts, to past hauntings.

I still remember on tour someone from high up in the EPA telling me Authority was darkly hilarious to them (intended, I might add) and that I wasn't far off in terms of institutional decision-making.