The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

Thorne. The name hung in the air of the office, dry and sharp, cut by the rhythmic clacking of Halloway’s typewriter. I stood by the door, my hands clasped behind my back, feeling the familiar, dense pull of the silver clasp against my sternum. It was a small thing, a simple oval of tarnished silver, a gift from Mara when we were young and the world seemed like a place where debts could be paid...

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