Chapter 7 · free to read
She had kept it in evidence, the way she keeps everything. Clues are not souvenirs.
Ninety seconds. That was the whole of what she owned — the time it took to walk out of a room and never come back for anything left in it.
Bail was posted at nine that morning from a company account that would take a forensic team nine weeks to trace.
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