The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain had been falling on the brick facade of Thorne’s Bakery for three days straight, a steady, gray drizzle that smelled of wet asphalt and cold iron, and I stood in the doorway with my hands wrapped around the handle of the heavy oak door, watching the city inspector’s car pull up to the curb with its lights cutting through the mist like yellow knives. My name is Elias Thorne, I am...

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