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Chapter 46: Missing Footage

Auteur: Grandpa preslee
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-28 15:45:36

Noelle called four days later, and the first thing I noticed was how careful her voice sounded, the particular flatness she used when she was working hard not to alarm me before she had to. I had been half expecting the call, half dreading it, ever since our last conversation, the invoice, the police report, the growing certainty that something about that accident had never quite added up.

"I tried to pull the traffic camera footage from the intersection where it happened," she said. "There was
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