The Faded Alibi
Chapter One Saisunee Malithong sat in the signal tower at one hundred and twenty-six of Stonecutter Alley, her left hand bound in a thick wool glove. The fog off the Chao Phraya made the port useless, turning the ferries into ghostly shapes that everyone owed. She needed the clerkship to pay her brother’s hospital debts, but the stationmaster, an aging man named Thong, watched her with a...
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