Chapter 114: The Frame That Should Not Exist
For a moment, the world narrowed to a single point.
A second clip.
Involving her.
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Scarlett did not breathe.
Not fully.
Not yet.
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"That is not possible," she said quietly.
Not denial.
Certainty.
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Julian's gaze sharpened instantly.
"What do you mean?"
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Scarlett looked at him.
"There was no overlap."
Her voice steadied as she spoke.
"I was never in Paris when she was."
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Rachel's voice came through the phone, tight but controlled.
"That is what makes this dangerous."
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Silence dropped like weight.
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Julian stepped closer.
"Play it."
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Scarlett's fingers tightened around the phone.
Then she tapped the screen.
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The video opened.
And everything changed.
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The setting was familiar.
Not because Scarlett had been there.
But because she had just seen it.
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The same hotel.
The same room.
Paris.
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But this time—
The angle was different.
Wider.
Positioned farther back.
