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Annie
Ten minutes later, the door creaked open to the office.
I jolted at the sudden interruption.
“I knew I’d find you in here,” Chase said.
He stopped with the door half-closed when he saw me on the ground, surrounded by paperwork.
“Uh, what are you doing?”
I jumped to my feet. “Did you know?”
“Know what?” he asked.
“Was it you?”
“Annie, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He stepped deeper into the room. “What’s all this paperwork? Were you going through my dad’s things?”
“I spilled champagne on them on accident. I was airing them out.”
A half-truth. It had been the original purpose of putting them on the floor. The real reason was so that I could take photographs of all the evidence with my phone.
“Was that why you were on the floor?”
“Chase, tell me if you knew
