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Part 2 — The Locked Door

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The waiter froze. “Lock the front door?” The chef nodded. “Now.” The woman at the table laughed again. “This is ridiculous. I was only making a comment.” The chef finally looked at her. “No. You… 

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Part 2 — The Door Behind the Portrait

Manuel closed his hand around the tiny key. Rosalie watched him carefully. “You don’t have to help me,” she whispered. “I know.” “Then why are you?” He looked at the scars around her wrists. “Because… 

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Part 1 — Cut It Open

Daniel stepped between me and the bed. “You’re overreacting, Doctor.” I looked at Emily’s hand. The fingers were cold. Purple. Almost completely numb. “Mr. Harris, move aside.” “She needs rest.” “She needs surgery.” His jaw… 

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Part 1 — The Recording

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Dr. Hannah Scott stared at the tiny recorder in her gloved hand. “Officer Thompson,” she said quietly, “you need to hear this.” Beckett immediately stepped forward. “There’s no reason to—” “Step back,” Officer Thompson ordered.… 

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Part 1 — The Recording

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Dr. Hannah Scott stared at the tiny recorder in her gloved hand. “Officer Thompson,” she said quietly, “you need to hear this.” Beckett immediately stepped forward. “There’s no reason to—” “Step back,” Officer Thompson ordered.… 

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