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Chapter 38: The Search That Almost Worked

Author: ChupiCha
last update publish date: 2026-06-10 10:11:44

(Keyla POV)

"I found her."

The lack of greeting told me more than the words had. He was standing in my office doorway at nine in the morning with his tablet already open. Whatever he'd found, he hadn't wasted time packaging it.

I put down what I was reading. I was already on my feet before I realized it. "Where."

The hesitation told me the lead wasn't complete. "Not an address yet. A profile surfaced through one of the agencies we flagged months ago." He came in and set the tablet on the de
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