The Faded Alibi
The alarm screamed. It was a red light. A pulsing, violent red. It bathed the sterile white walls of the intake unit in blood. Margaret Holloway did not flinch. She stood by the counter. Her hands were steady. Her heart was not. The doors burst open. Police. They carried a woman. The woman was unconscious. She was bleeding. Margaret recognized the face. It was Eleanor. Her friend. Her only...
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