Leah could not look away from the photograph.Helen Parker stood outside Cole Distribution years ago, younger and softer around the eyes, holding the hand of a little girl with dark hair. The child’s face was turned slightly away from the camera, but the shape of her cheek, the curve of her mouth, and the stubborn set of her chin were painfully familiar.Leah did not know whether she was looking at herself or at a ghost someone had mistaken for her.Daniel reached for the evidence sleeve first, but Charles moved between him and the table.“Do not touch that,” Charles said.Daniel stopped, not because Charles had authority, but because he had learned the value of witnesses. Olivia’s phone still recorded. Sirens had reached the street below. Heavy footsteps sounded near the loading entrance.Leah stepped around Daniel slowly. “Move.”Charles looked at her as if she were still the frightened dressmaker forced into a gown hours earlier. “You have no idea what you are asking.”“I am asking
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