The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The great hall of the Ashworth manor smelled of roasted venison and beeswax, a heavy, cloying perfume that seemed to cling to the throat and coat the tongue in a film of golden grease, where the candles burned with a steady, unblinking light that carved deep, hollow shadows into the faces of the assembled guests, leaving their eyes as mere slits of obsidian in the gloom, and it was there,...

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