The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it was forced down, a gray, industrial sleet that smeared the windows of the apothecary into blurred, weeping eyes, and Margaret Holloway stood in the center of the floor, her hands stained not with ink but with the thick, cloying residue of crushed valerian root and dried lavender, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps that fogged the cold air of the shop as...

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