The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The wind did not blow. It screamed. It tore through the hollows of the valley, a low, guttural moan that sounded like a man trying to speak through a mouthful of blood. Detective Silas Thorne stood on the porch of the station house, his boots sinking into the mud. The mud was black and slick, clinging to his ankles like a widow’s veil. He looked at the sky. It was not gray. It was the color of...

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