The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The bell rang at six. It was a sharp, industrial clang that echoed through the brick corridors of the St. Jude’s Foundry. Elias wiped his hands on his apron, leaving greasy streaks on the coarse fabric. He did not look up. He never looked up. The air tasted of copper and stale sweat. "You missed the first shift, Elias," said Thomas. His voice was flat. He stood by the doorway, holding a...

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