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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Closing In

Author: OSAs
last update publish date: 2026-08-23 10:13:25

“We need to call Gerald,” Cole said, setting the phone down after reading Evelyn’s text a second time. “He needs to know she’s still communicating with you.”

“He’s not going to know what to do with this any more than we do.”

“Maybe not. But he has more access to the investigation than we do.” Cole was already dialing, phone on speaker between us. “If she’s watching it too, we need someone who can actually tell us how close it’s getting.”

Gerald picked up on the first ring, which told me he’d
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