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The Last Alibi
Category: Thriller
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.