Chapter 6 - Four Photographs

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Callie's injuries.
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The broken phone.
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The missing cufflink.
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The Easter decorations exactly where they had fallen.
Simon lunged forward.
"Delete those."
Mr. Miller calmly raised one hand.
Simon stopped.
Not because he wanted to.
Because something inside him suddenly warned him not to continue.
Meredith's fingers tightened around her wineglass.
"Who exactly do you think you are?"
The old man looked at neither of them.
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He was already dialing.
👉 The person who answered recognized his voice immediately.