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Chapter 139: The True Collection

Author: ChupiCha
last update publish date: 2026-09-19 14:10:40

(Keyla POV)

This time, Marcus photographed everything before anyone breathed too close to the box.

The forensic team had arrived at seven — two people from Dr. Farrow's firm, one from Castillo's office, and an independent chain-of-custody monitor who had no prior connection to anyone named in the case. The facility was a pediatric clinical space in a building that had been selected from the three-option shortlist, verified by Castillo's office, and confirmed as having no prior relationship wi
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    (Keyla POV) This time, Marcus photographed everything before anyone breathed too close to the box. The forensic team had arrived at seven — two people from Dr. Farrow's firm, one from Castillo's office, and an independent chain-of-custody monitor who had no prior connection to anyone named in the case. The facility was a pediatric clinical space in a building that had been selected from the three-option shortlist, verified by Castillo's office, and confirmed as having no prior relationship with the Vale Family Foundation or any Churchill estate contract. Marcus had photographed the empty room before anyone entered. The empty sealed cases. The sealed containers inside them. The technician's equipment, still in its sterile packaging. Each photograph timestamped, geotagged, added to the evidence file. I checked every label. Not because I didn't trust Dr. Farrow's team — I did, or at least I trusted the process that had produced them — but because Leo was going to be in this room and

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