The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain fell in thin, gray sheets over the village of Oakhaven. It smelled of wet stone and old iron. Elias Thorne stood at the window. He watched the mud slide down the hill. His hands were still. His mind was not. He wore the tunic of the King’s Guard. The cloth was heavy. The gold thread was tarnished. It had served him for twenty years. Now it felt like a shroud. "Is he gone?" asked a...

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