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The Investigation Begins

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-18 03:00:24

Aya's POV

A cover-up.

The words echoed through my mind long after Detective Elena Cruz stopped speaking.

No one moved.

The cool night air suddenly felt heavy against my skin.

Richard was the first to break the silence.

"There must be some mistake."

Detective Cruz remained calm.

"I wish there was."

She stepped closer, her polished shoes crunching softly against the gravel driveway.

Two officers remained near the SUV while another carried a slim black briefcase toward the porch.

"I'm sorry for ar
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