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CAITLIN
“This is Sarah Stewart,” the woman's voice on the phone identified herself. “I'm Andrew's sister. I know my brother met with you and that you were supposed to meet again. I have something I believe he gave me for safekeeping. Something I know he would want me to turn over to you…”
“My brother sent this to me by courier just before he disappeared,” Sarah Stewart said as she took the flash drive from her bag. She passed it across the desk to Jack, who immediately inserted it into the USB port on his laptop.
“Why have you come to us, Ms. Stewart—Ms. Rhys-Williams—” I asked.
“It’s Stewart now,” Sarah said.
“Why not take it to Scotland Yard?” I asked.
“You met with my brother, did you not?” Sarah asked.
“Yes,” I said, nodding slowly. “He had security concerns.”
Sarah nodded.
