A Stolen Legacy
Officer Davis leaned in slightly, his tone growing heavier. “The reason we’re here—the reason this is all happening—is because that ring was reported stolen.” Melissa’s breath caught. “Stolen?” she repeated in disbelief. He nodded. “Two years ago, it was taken from a secured exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum. It was part of a limited collection of royal treasures on display.”
Melissa stared at him, stunned. “But… how did it end up with me?” she asked, her voice shaking now. Her ex had never said anything—never hinted that the ring had a past, let alone a criminal one. The officers didn’t answer immediately. They exchanged a tense glance, the kind that said the story was far from over—and Melissa was now part of something much bigger than she had ever imagined.
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