The Unfolding Evidence


Detective Harris opened the folder, revealing old photographs, faded documents, and typewritten police reports. “We’ve been reviewing the information you brought us,” he said calmly.

He spread the papers across the table. Jake leaned closer, taking in the aged files and blurred photos, trying to absorb the gravity of what he was seeing.

There was no doubt—this was a cold case, and he was sitting at the heart of it.

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