The Faded Alibi

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2026-08-17 18:01:09 -

The Faded Alibi

The fluorescent lights hummed a low, sick note that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of my bones. We were standing in the center of the holding room, a windowless cube of concrete and beige paneling, and I was trying to remember if I had locked the door to my office at the district attorney’s office. It didn’t matter. The door was locked now, or perhaps it had never been open. The distinction...

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