The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain in London did not wash things clean; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of Whitehall into a mirror for the gaslight and the filth. Sergeant Elias Thorne walked with his head down, his left hand pressed against his side where the pain had become a constant, thrumming heat. In his other hand, he clutched a folded piece of paper, a warrant of arrest that bore the...

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