The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The ceramic mug was chipped on the handle, a jagged white line where the glaze had cracked under the heat of the coffee. Elias Thorne held it with both hands, feeling the warmth seep into his palms, his fingers wrapped tight around the clay as if it were the only solid thing in the station. The platform was cold, the air carrying the damp, metallic scent of the tracks and the diesel exhaust...

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