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15 Part IV
He asked after a moment, shifting forward in his seat once more as Genevieve dropped her eyes to the table, her teeth finding her lip.
"Not much... My mom drove me at around seven... and it took an hour... She talked to coworkers, I just sat off to the side the entire night," she shrugged, her eyes scanning the detail of the oak table before her as the man, Luca, drummed his fingers against the surface. It was odd to watch the detective's enviably shaped nails; she was used to a man with hangnail ridden fingers and atrocious cuticles—once
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