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“What if your information is wrong?” Dani’s eyes darted between Paul and Pad. “All his friends were the guys at the station. He stayed at the firehouse overnight several times a week. When he brought home laundry, the smoky smell clung to his clothes. I used to open the windows just to get rid of the odor.”
“Dani,” Paul spoke quietly. “He might have stayed there to be true and easy to explain if the department was part of his responsibility for the paper. But we spoke to the fire chief. He confirmed Ryan didn’t make it through the academy.”
“Are you kidding, he lied to me? What else did you find out?”
“At this moment, you know what we know. You said he likes photography and it fits together.” Paul reached out and took her hand. “Don’t worry, Dani. He’s never going to hurt you again.”
