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Owen (Part 2)

Auteur: Alex Woods
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-06 17:08:32

Quinn took the graduation program from his hands and looked at the scratched-out name again, this time paying less attention to the missing letters and more to what Damian had just said. "How can you tell?"

"The ink tells the story," Damian replied as he pointed to the page. "The list was written first. Then someone tried to erase the fifth name before the paper had time to age naturally. The scratches have faded differently from the rest of the writing."

Adrian stared at the document as though
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    Nobody moved for several seconds as Quinn walked toward the bookshelf, her attention fixed on the white envelope resting beneath the trophy. She was certain it hadn't been there when they first arrived, and judging by the expressions around the room, everyone else had reached the same conclusion."Did anyone leave the room?" she asked without taking her eyes off it.Ethan shook his head. "Not since dinner."Elena looked equally confused. "I've had that trophy on the shelf for years, but I've never seen an envelope under it."Damian stepped beside Quinn before either of them touched it. "Whoever left this wanted us to notice it, but only after we finished talking about Owen."Quinn slipped on a pair of gloves from her jacket pocket and carefully picked it up. There was no address, no stamp, and no handwriting on the outside. The envelope felt unusually light, as though it contained only a single sheet of paper.She slowly opened it.Inside was a small folded note.Nothing else.Quinn u

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    The dining room fell completely silent after Adrian knocked his chair onto the floor. Nobody rushed to pick it up because every pair of eyes remained fixed on him as he stared at the faded graduation program, his breathing suddenly uneven."Owen Mercer..." Adrian repeated quietly, almost as though he were saying the name for the first time in years.Quinn stepped forward before anyone else could react and pulled the paper closer. "You know him well, don't you?"Adrian dragged a hand over his face before lowering himself back into his chair, looking as though the strength had drained from his body. "I knew him," he corrected softly. "Or... I thought I did."Damian leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table as he studied Adrian rather than the document. "Start from the beginning."Adrian nodded faintly before speaking. "Owen transferred into our school during the final semester. Nobody knew much about him except that his father kept relocating for work. He stayed quiet, sat at th

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    The room remained quiet after Maya's question."Why is his face missing?"Quinn looked at her for a long moment, searching for even the slightest hint that the question had been calculated, but all she found was confusion. Maya wasn't reacting like someone who had accidentally revealed the killer's identity or stumbled onto a hidden secret. She looked genuinely puzzled, as though the answer should have been obvious to everyone sitting around the table.Damian quietly pulled out a chair and sat across from her, his attention no longer fixed on the old photograph. Instead, he studied Maya with the same quiet intensity he reserved for crime scenes, watching every hesitation, every glance, every unconscious movement that might reveal more than her words."You know who was standing there," he said.Maya frowned."Of course I do."The simple answer seemed to drain the warmth from the room. For days Quinn had been chasing half-truths and forgotten memories, collecting fragments that refused

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