The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The shop smelled of oil and old wood, a scent that had settled into the grain of the floorboards over three decades. Elias Thorne sat at the workbench, his hands hovering over the disassembled mechanism of the pendulum clock. The brass gears lay scattered before him, cold and lifeless, yet in his mind they were still turning. He had been waiting for Julian, the young apprentice who had promised...

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