The Faded Alibi
The fire started in the oak. It ate the room in minutes. Smoke poured out like a black river, thick and choking. It swallowed the light. It swallowed the air. It swallowed the truth. Elias stood in the hallway. He wore his dress blues. The brass on his collar was bright. It was the only clean thing in the house. He watched the door swing wide. He watched the heat press against his skin. He felt...
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