The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

"Do you hear that?" The voice was low, a whisper that barely disturbed the dust motes dancing in the single shaft of light cutting through the high window. I stood by the heavy oak door, my hand resting on the iron latch. It was cold. Colder than the air. Colder than the stone walls that pressed in on us, thick and ancient and full of secrets. "It is only the wind," I said. My voice sounded...

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