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leaned close to the lens.
His face was pale.
His voice was calm.
Too calm.
“Marissa,” he said.
“Before you open this door, tell me one thing.”
I waited.
His jaw tightened.
“How long has my wife been using your kitchen door?”
And that was when I realized the alarm had only exposed the first lie.
The rest of them were still waiting inside the cameras.
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