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body toward the front. Ricky stepped forward instinctively to shield him.”
Her gaze stayed on Thomas.
“But you didn’t look at the vase. You looked at the table.”
Thomas swallowed.
“That’s a lie.”
“You bumped the table edge,” Josie continued. “I heard the ice clink in your glass. It gave you just enough time to slide the Patek off the cloth and drop it into continue reading …
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