The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

You stand in the dark. The room is small. A holding cell. Concrete. Cold. The air smells of bleach and old sweat. You are a soldier. Your uniform is torn. Your ribs ache. You wait. The door opens. Light floods in. Blinding. You squint. A man walks in. He wears a suit. Gray. Expensive. He holds a file. He looks at you. He does not speak. He sets the file on the metal table. He sits. You know...

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