The Faded Alibi
Chapter One "Put the gun down, Oscar, you’re shaking the whole bay." The smell hit him before the light did, a thick, metallic tang of rust and wet cardboard that clung to the back of his throat. It was the smell of the warehouse, forty-seven of Widow’s Landing, where the fog rolled in from the river at dusk and turned the concrete floor into a slick, treacherous thing. Oscar LaFleur gripped...
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