We rushed back to Room 617 in the middle of the night. The crime scene was still sealed off. The moment I stepped inside, I headed straight for Anna's bottom bunk. The forensic team had already removed the bedsheet and laid it flat on an evidence cloth. All four corners looked ordinary, but near the foot of the bed, I spotted a short piece of red thread. The stitches were rough, clearly done in a hurry. I put on a pair of gloves and ran my fingers over the spot. There was something hard hidden inside. A forensic investigator carefully snipped open the stitching with a pair of scissors, and a memory card no bigger than a fingernail fell out. Mr. Levinsky, who was standing in the doorway, looked devastated."So there really was something hidden in there?""What's wrong?" I glanced at him. "Are you disappointed?""That's not what I meant," he replied, giving an awkward laugh. "I was just under a lot of pressure earlier, Laura. Jameston University's reputation matters, you
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