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He tore the paper away. Inside was a stack of old photographs, held together by a rubber band that snapped the moment he touched it. He didn't look at the photos. He knew what they were. Evidence. Proof that the senator hadn't just been in the wrong place at the wrong time, but that he had built the wrong place with his own hands.
"You can tell the client you lost it," Alex said, turning away. "Or you can tell him I have it. But if you tell him I have it, you have to explain why you don't."