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CHAPTER 50
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2026-05-21 06:20:00THE CHOICE THAT SAVES EVERYTHING
The detective called three days after the press conference.
"We have something," she said. "Something big. Can you come to the station?"
Dominic and I went immediately. Left Rose with Eleanor. Didn't tell anyone where we were going.
Detective Sarah Martinez met us in an interview room. Put a file on the table.
"Tyler Morrison is not who he says he is," she said.
"What do you mean?"
"His real name is Tyler Morris
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