Monica's face appeared on the screen.She carried the suit jacket home, hands shaking, and opened a safe.She knelt on the floor and wept in silence.There, on the screen, clear as day: the hem of the suit jacket, stained with a bloody handprint. My handprint, pressed into the fabric when I'd grabbed the killer.The moment this image appeared, the entire room drew a sharp breath.Monica's face turned white. Her hands loosened from my throat.Someone in the crowd shouted, "How is that possible?! That's the killer's jacket!""That's the handprint Selena left on it!""The masked killer was Marco! That's why Monica panicked and took his jacket!""A perfect misdirection.""But why... why did Selena kill Marco?"Beth couldn't process it. Her knees buckled, and she staggered backward step by step, eyes glued to the screen.On the footage, Monica wiped her tears with the back of her hand.She hid the jacket inside the safe, carried it to the docks, and in the darkness, bit down on her lip to k
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