The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The train from Leeds to Blackwood Station smelled of wet wool and coal dust. Elias Thorne pressed his face against the grimy glass, watching the Yorkshire moors blur into a gray smear. He was forty-five years old, though the mirror in his study had begun to show a man of sixty. His eyes, once sharp enough to decipher the finest marginalia in the Bodleian archives, now failed him in the...

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