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Max stood behind me, watchful but curious.
“I’m Alexis, and this is my son, Max,” I said, introducing us.
But I saw her face. I knew her immediately. And I recognized the store.”
He shifted slightly, pulling a card from his wallet.
“I go there too.
I know the layout,” he continued. “So, I went there and I spoke to the security guard, he remembered the whole thing. He told me about you and let me see the camera footage.
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