The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The train stops with a shudder that rattles your teeth. You step out onto the platform, the air biting at your exposed skin, carrying the scent of damp stone and old paper. You are here to audit the accounts of the Abbey of St. Jude, a crumbling institution clinging to the edge of the moor. You need this pension. You need it to save what is left of your marriage, to prove to Margaret that you...

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