The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain on the South Side did not wash things clean; it only made the grime slicker, turning the brick of the alley into a black, wet mirror that reflected the neon bleed of the bodega across the street. Sergeant Elias Thorne counted the seconds in his head, one, two, three, while the water ran in rivulets down the neck of his uniform, chilling the skin beneath the wool. He was forty-two years...

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