My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
“She’ll call me.”
“She will.”
“Where is Marcus now?”
“Interview room three.
His lawyer is with him.”
I looked down the hall.
A man in a gray suit stood outside the interview room, checking his phone.
“He isn’t going anywhere,” Elena said.
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