The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain in Chicago does not wash things clean; it only makes the grime slicker, easier to slip on, harder to hold. You stand in the alley behind the precinct, the back of your neck prickling against the cold, the sound of the city a dull, throbbing pressure in your teeth. Three years. It has been three years since you were ordered to put down a man who did not deserve to die, and for three...

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