The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The candle in the iron holder sputtered, throwing a jagged, trembling shadow across the velvet drapes of the parlor, a darkness that seemed to breathe against the skin. You sat opposite Mrs. Gable, her hands folded tightly in her lap, the knuckles white as bone, and the air between you was thick with the scent of lilies and the metallic taste of old fear. She had come to you because you were...

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