CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Jasmine didn't sleep, the photograph remained on her coffee table long after midnight, she had examined it at least twenty times. The woman beside Richard looked to be in her early thirties. She had dark hair, sunglasses, and a long camel-colored coat.
Nothing about her stood out, and yet someone had risked leaving an anonymous envelope outside Jasmine's apartment just to point her in this woman's direction.
Who was she? And why did she "know everything"?
Jasmine picked up her phone. She wanted to call Natalie, but she also wanted her best friend to get one peaceful night's sleep for once.
The phone went back onto the table. "This can wait until morning."
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The next day, Natalie arrived at Cole Enterprises earlier than usual. The office was still quiet, she li
