Let Me Go, Ex Husband!
she said, placing it on the desk.
I frowned. “Who sent it?”
“There’s no name,” she replied. “It was left at reception.”
I waved her off, staring at the package. It was plain, unmarked, and lightweight. My curiosity was piqued, but there was also a flicker of unease in my chest.
Carefully, I opened the package. Inside was a single USB drive. I held it up, turning it over in my fingers. There was no label, no note, just the drive.
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