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!”

shifted the topic away from herself, glancing

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“And what about him?”

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eyes darted toward Remington, seeking an

the glance and turned

twiddled with an object in his hands,

from Remington, the officer made a

need to reassess the situation back at

in touch if

confusion swept through

guests dispersed into

front steps, Remington caught up

may I have a

swept by them then, a slight hitch in his stride the only sign he’d heard them, before he disappeared into the

Hannah halted, facing Remington.

“What is it?”

searched

haven’t forgotten your promise,

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