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Carlos leaned forward, his piercing blue eyes locked on mine. "I managed to recover the surveillance footage from the night of James's murder," he said, his voice filled with a mix of triumph and gravity.

Eva's grip on my hand tightened, her eagerness and nerves noticeable as we both held our breath, waiting for Carlos to continue.

"It wasn't easy," Carlos said, his brow furrowed