The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The hall smelled of stale beer and wet wool. It was the annual gala of the Department, a spectacle of polished brass and hollow applause. Lanterns swayed from the rafters, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls. Men in uniform stood in rigid clusters. They drank gin that burned like acid. They spoke in low, careful tones. The air was thick with the scent of fear and ambition....

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