The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

"Thomas. Thomas, you are bleeding." The voice was my father’s, though he had been dead for six years. I wiped the copper-tasting blood from my lip, the taste sharp and metallic against the dry, salt-tinged air of the kitchen. The constable’s whistle hung heavy on my belt, a brass weight that had grown lighter with every year of my service, yet today it felt like an anchor dragging me down into...

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