The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain lashed against the high, narrow windows of the study, a relentless drumming that seemed to sync with the pounding of my own heart as I hunched over the leather-bound ledgers, my fingers stained with the dampness of the paper and the ink of my desperation. I was thirty-two years old, the sole inheritor of the Ashworth estate, and I was drowning in the quiet, suffocating weight of a...

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