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"Mr Henshaw, are you trying to play games with me? Do you think I'm just a lonely and helpless teenager you could fool?" Lolita lashes out at the person on the other end of the line.

She listens to the person for a while until she agrees to meet in person. "Check your phone for the address."

***

"What do you want?" Lolita asks curtly, and the middle-aged man couldn't help smiling subtly. He couldn't believe his eyes when Lolita approached him in the first instance.

The man thought he was seeing Monica Clint in her teenage years. His emotions could not be explained with words, but he knew that the smart little girl before him could only be the daughter of the genius called Monica. A woman he admired with every fiber of his being.

"You know, you were the first person to ask about Monica in nine years. After the police closed the investigation, everyone forgot about her. No one even bothered to revisit her work." Mr Henshaw says while trying to hide the pain he feels deep down in hi
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