The Crown Wants What My Mate Threw Away

Hidden Proof

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Hidden Proof

Valerie’s POV

I wiped my hands on my pants, even though they weren’t wet. The memory card was now tucked deep inside my pocket like it was my only hope. I didn’t know how to feel—relieved, terrified, wired, numb. All of it. Maybe none.

The officer opened the door.

She gave me a once-over like she was trying to figure out if I’d flushed something illegal down the toilet.

“You good?” she asked.

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