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I shook my head. “I’ve never seen her. Why do you keep asking?” “She was raped and murdered.” “What?” The picture suddenly felt grimy in my fingers. I handed it back to Morton. He didn’t take it. I dropped the picture on the desk. “Why are you showing me this?” Morton still had that jovial expression. “We found DNA at the murder scene. When we ran it through the databases, we got a match.” His smiled dimmed a titch. “It matched the DNA they took from you in Virginia.”
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