The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The cellar door was locked. It was an oak door, thick as a thigh, banded with iron. The iron was rusted. The wood was dark with age. Silas stood before it. He was a large man. His hands were big. His knuckles were white. He wore the uniform of the King’s Guard. It was old. The red was faded. The gold on the collar was dull. He looked at the lock. He did not pick it. He did not break it. He...

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