The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell in sheets that turned the dirt track into a slurry of brown mud, sucking at the wheels of the cart with a wet, heavy groan. Silas Vane sat hunched over the reins, his back aching with a deep, dull throb. He was a man of the trade, a restorer of old things, and his hands, usually steady as stone, trembled slightly in the chill. In the back of the...

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