The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The porcelain bowl sat on the desk, a pale moon of chipped earth, its rim jagged where time had bitten deep. Elias Thorne stared at the crack, a thin river of shadow running from the lip to the base, a map of his father’s final years and his own impending ruin. Outside, the rain lashed against the single pane of glass, blurring the cobblestones of Oakhaven into a grey smear. Inside, the ledger...

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