The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The invoice lay on the workbench, the ink still wet, the sum of the debt written in a hand that shook slightly with age. Elias Thorne did not sign it. He stared at the number, forty years of glass dust settling in the creases of his knuckles, while his left hand began to bleed. There was no cut, no shard, no burn. The blood welled from the palm, dark and thick, dripping onto the invoice,...

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