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Finding his second opinion
He thought of Julia’s trembling smile, her faraway gaze, and the photographer’s cryptic comment. Nothing made sense. As he started the engine and drove away, one question echoed in his mind: Why wouldn’t she see me? He needed answers, and he wasn’t going to receive them from the policemen inside the station. He had to seek out a second opinion and only had one person he could go to. “Let’s visit that photographer.”
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