"Begood,orelse—"

        Somewhereoff-cameracameamutedthunk.Theunmistakablesoundofabdebitingintofabric.

        Thegirl''''''''scriesdiedinstantly.Hertear-filledeyeswidearingatsomethingjustoutsidetheframebeforesnappingbacktowardthecamera.Herbodywentrigid.Nomorewildfiling—onlyfaint,untrolbletremors.

        Forensicshadalreadycollectedtheevideeddybear,stabbedandshredded,baggedfromthebed.Apropforterror.

        "Themanwiththesilverringwasholdingthecamera,"Lumuttered,recallingtheevidencelog.Then,sharply:"Whereisthecameranow?"

        "Captaiherookieiigator,Brian,started.

        Butbeforehecouldfinish,theseniorforensialystNeil,hisvoicelowandgrim.

        "Wehaven''''''''tfoundityet."

        Brianhadonlyjoiheforensicsafewdaysago.Themomentherealizedhemighthaveoversteppedandstolenhissuperior''''''''sspotlight,heshrankback,hisfacecwithembarrassment.Neilcuthimasharpgre.Brian,fusedbutchastened,cmpedhismouthshut.

        Lu''''''''seyesremainedfixedoermonitor,oblivioustothesilentexgebehindhim.

        "Goodgirl.What''''''''syourname?"

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