The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ink is wet again. I looked down at my badge. The brass had tarnished, as it always does in the damp, but the seal in the center was bleeding. It was a dark, arterial red, seeping into the metal grain. I wiped it with my thumb. The smear was thick. It did not come off. "Constable," the clerk said. He did not look up from his ledger. The room smelled of damp wool and old paper. "We have the...

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