The Faded Alibi
Chapter One Fauzi binte Yusof looked back at the gala from the vantage of a later, quieter hour, remembering how the air in the ballroom had tasted of ozone and stale perfume, a sensation that lingered even now, years after the power had failed and the storm had stripped the trees bare. She had stood beside her husband, a man whose face seemed to blur at the edges like a photograph left in the...
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