Lucian did not reply to the message.He read it once more, locked his phone, and slipped it into his pocket.“Someone wants us to confront Victor,” he said.“Someone wants us to believe Victor was paid to leave something behind,” Elena corrected. “Those aren't necessarily the same thing.”He looked at her. “You think the message is a lie?”“I think the person who sent it knows what we found. That doesn't make everything they say true.”Anton, who had been reviewing the depository's paperwork in the front passenger seat, turned around.“She has a point. We have a genuine withdrawal record. We don't yet have evidence of a payment, an agreement, or what Victor collected.”“Then we start with the records we can verify,” Nora said. “The depository has already agreed to search for the underlying authorization. We should ask whether the original inventory still exists.”“Do that,” Lucian said. “And don't mention the message.”Nora was already making the call.Elena settled back in her seat.
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