A pendant that had been Olivia’s thirteenth birthday gift from their parents, one she wore all the time, every single day. A pendant they had never found, neither with her body nor in her possessions, and assumed someone had stolen. And someone had. She stared at it, shock coursing through her system, and realized he was watching her. “That’s my ex-wife’s. Beautiful, isn’t it?” He was lying. Salem turned to him, and saw the look on his face. He knew. He knew it was her sister’s. He knew that she knew. And he still had it out on full display, a mockery of her memory, the arrogance of the mind
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