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“By the way. That wasn’t very nice what you said to Liza.” A smirk crossed his lips.

“Well, she needed to be taken down a few notches.” I smiled.

Upon arriving at Georgina's house, I asked permission to check out her closet. She agreed, so Julian and I headed upstairs to her room.

“What are you doing?” Julian asked.

I opened her closet door and walked in, gazing at the wall where she had neatly arranged her collection of footwear—flat shoes, flat boots, and tennis shoes perfectly aligned on the shelves.

“See, there isn’t one pair of heels in this closet.” I pulled out my phone and snapped some pictures. “The woman in that footage is not Georgina. And when the officers found the black Nike bag, the shoes weren’t there. So, whoever is pretending to be Georgina still has those shoes. We find those shoes, and we find the killer.”

“Care to explain how we find a woman based solely on the back of her head?”

“We’ll find her. I’m not worried.” I grinned and left the bedroom.

Chapter Ten

Julian

“Let’s grab some lunch, take it back to the office, and review the evidence again,” I said. “There’s a great deli around the block.”

“Sounds good.”

We left Georgina’s house, picked up some sandwiches, and returned to the firm.

“Melinda, I’ll be in conference room one if you need me,” I said, walking past her desk.

“Got it, boss.”

When Laurel and I reached the conference room, I set the plastic bag and Georgina’s file on the table. The door opened, and Roman and Parker walked in.

“How was the hearing?” Roman asked.

“Did the judge grant bail?” Parker asked.

“Yeah, he did. Georgina’s home now.”

“I knew you could do it.” Parker patted my shoulder.

I glanced at Laurel, who was narrowing her eyes.

“Laurel swooped in at the last minute with some new evidence.”

“What new evidence?” Roman asked.

“The woman walking into the hotel was wearing heels. Georgina can’t wear heels due to her ankle. So, Laurel got the report from Georgina’s doctor stating that she can’t wear heels, casting doubt that the woman with Derek that night wasn’t Georgina.”

“Excellent work, Laurel.” Parker grinned.

“Thank you.”

“I knew I did right by bringing you to the firm.” Roman pointed at her before leaving the room.

After Parker left, we took out our sandwiches and the file.

“This one is yours.” I handed her the sandwich, our fingers brushing as she took it from me.

“Thanks. Isn’t it odd that Georgina’s home security system was offline that night?”

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