The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The archive smelled of dust and dry rot, a scent that had settled into the pores of Arthur Penhaligon’s skin long before he entered the room. He was a man of precise habits, a scholar whose life was measured in catalog numbers and marginalia. The year was indeterminate, or perhaps it was simply a time when the old certainties had begun to fray at the edges, allowing a strange, thin air to leak...

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