The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The light in the signal box was the color of old brass, filtering through the grime of the windowpane to illuminate the levers that had not moved in twenty years. Ljubomir Hovhannisyan sat in the chair, his hands resting on the cool wood of the desk, waiting for the Director to arrive with the pen that could save his mother. He was forty-two, a man who had spent two decades in this rural...

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