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<p>The papers were scattered across the table and the room and on the chair meant for guests, Gillian Smart sat down there, wrapping her arms around herself and sniffling. It was lunchtime for every staff but she dared not move an inch. Not when Lyne and Zeidan were still busy solving the death of the former pharmacist, Samantha. The staff had been informed not to allow anyone into the office until they were done and for the past three hours or more, they had been inside the office, searching for shreds of evidence or footage that might reveal the face of the woman who had brought the jewelry into the company. </p>
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<p>"I don't even know why she came here in the first place."</p>
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<p>"You don't? Zeidan, she obviously came here to kill you."</p>
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<p>"But I wasn't here at that time that she came, was I?" He looked up at Gillian who was just there staring into space. "Gillian?"</p>
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