My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

as if nothing has changed until the investigator arrives.”

I looked at the oak door of her office, thinking of the long hallway back to Room 407.

“I do not know if I can do that,” I said.

“You have to,” Diane said. “If he flees before the board can verify the system logs, we lose the chain of custody on the evidence.”

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