The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

Elias Wren woke with the taste of iron in his mouth. He lay still for a moment, listening to the drip of water from the leaky gutter outside his window. The sound was rhythmic. It was cold. The year was 1348, and the city of York smelled of rot and woodsmoke. He was a Constable of the Watch. He wore a coat of heavy wool, dyed a deep, bruised purple. The coat had belonged to his father. It had...

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