The Faded Alibi
Chapter One "You are holding the ledger upside down, Aram," Elena said, her voice flat and dry as the dust that coated the shelves of the storeroom. I did not look up from the page I was grading, my fingers slick with the grease of the wool bales stacked against the shared wall that separated our workspace from the granary. The rent for that wall was due to the temple in three days, and I had...
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