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“Now, please lead the way.”

The officer backed toward the door, still watching the body. Amber found such prolonged ocular intimacy… off-putting. “I believe it went bankrupt about ten years ago and was bought out by another company. Highly inefficient, incredibly expensive, and an eyesore if Amber were to be asked. “Ah… very good,” Amber said with a curt nod, turning her attention to packing without appearing to be in any hurry. Place any keys, phone, rings… all that goes in one of those trays.”

“Of course,” Amber said, complying. Gerrard.”

“Christ,” Castor guffawed. “I certainly am not.”

The man’s easy manner was replaced by a look of nervousness; his dark eyes darted around the room as if looking for someone else. It would have been labeled an uncomfortable silence if Amber had been able to feel such a thing.