The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain hit the slate roof like a thousand small, angry fists. Mara stood by the window. She watched the water streak down the glass. The street below was empty. No one walked in such weather. Not in the old quarter. The air smelled of wet stone and iron. It was a smell that stuck to the tongue. Her brother, Elias, was dead. Not dead. Missing. The difference mattered. The difference was...

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