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"It's Scarlett," I said. "I'll take the case."

"Thank you." Gemma's voice was small. Relieved.

"Thank me after I've done something, kid," I said, and hung up.

 

I put my umbrella in my backpack and gave my Goodwill jeans, white T-shirt, and secondhand men's houndstooth coat a once-over. If I smiled nice and behaved, the outfit would do for a visit to the Archers'.

 

I didn't look like a private detective.

I didn't look like an orphan.

And that was just the way I liked it.

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