The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall. It hung. It suspended in the air like a gray curtain, thick and wet, smelling of wet wool and old pennies. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the back of the ambulance. The vehicle was small. Too small. The walls pressed in. The siren wailed a low, mournful note that vibrated in his teeth. He held the jar. It was a mason jar, thick glass, filled with rainwater. Inside, a...

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