The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The frost on the windowpane was thick enough to write on, and I had spent the morning scraping it away with a silver letter opener, watching the ice shatter into tiny, glittering stars that fell onto the floorboards like dead insects. It was 1924, and the cold in the Blackfriars Archive was not merely a temperature but a presence, a heavy hand pressing against my chest, reminding me that the...

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