The whispers in the room hushed as Hannah’s voice fell silent.

The stout officer, visibly taken aback, signaled for a colleague to check the mobile database.

“There it is,” exclaimed the policeman.

“A high-profile case from four years ago.

The name and photo are a match.

Miss Moore was a med student then, recruited for her forensic expertise.

“Is that so?”

Upon hearing the claim, the portly officer promptly snatched the mobile from the policeman, scrutinizing the information before glancing up at Hannah.

The resemblance was unmistakable, and the record of the case she had contributed to made his eyelids flutter with intense surprise.

The stout officer sensed a warning within; this was not a person he could risk provoking.

Handing back the phone with a forced smile, he addressed Hannah, “Had you shared this sooner, Miss Moore, we could have avoided such a mix up!”

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toward Remington, seeking an

the glance and turned her

in his own diversion, twiddled with an object in

he wouldn’t get any support from Remington, the officer made a quick

the

in touch if we

hung in the air, confusion swept through the crowd, and the assembly began to

the guests dispersed into the night, each with their own thoughts and

the villa’s front steps, Remington caught up with

a word

in his stride the only sign he’d heard them, before he disappeared into the evening without a

Hannah halted, facing Remington.

“What is it?”

searched

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