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Chapter 18 – Shadows and Suspicions
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Bella stepped out of her car, her eyes scanning the quiet estate. The early morning sun cast long shadows across the driveway, and the air was still, almost too still. She clutched her handbag tightly as she made her way to the front door, her heels clicking softly against the stones.

Hermosa opened the door before Bella could even knock. Her face was pale, her eyes guarded, and there was a tension in her shoulders that immediately set Bella on edge.

“You look like hell,” Bella said gently, stepping inside.

“I feel worse,” Hermosa replied. “Come in.”

They moved into the sitting room. Hermosa offered tea, but Bella declined, settling on the velvet couch instead.

“I came early because I couldn’t sleep,” Bella admitted. “Too much racing through my mind. I haven’t stopped thinking about our last conversation... about Andre. About the evidence. Everything is finally beginning to make sense. I feel like we’re this close.” She pinched two fingers together.

Hermosa didn’t respond immediately.
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