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Chapter 600: Reflections And Memories!
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Copper's brow furrowed. "Frame him?"

Whitaker held up the passport. "Think about it. Why would Jerry leave his wallet behind? He's too smart to make a mistake like that. He's been in security for years. He knows better than to leave evidence at a crime scene."

Copper considered this, his expression thoughtful. "So someone planted it. Someone who wanted us to find it."

"Or someone who wanted us to waste time chasing a ghost while they moved Philip somewhere else," Whitaker said.

Copper's jaw tig
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