It was in the dead of night.
Caroline lay on the bed, completely spent, trying to recall the memories that had slipped away from her.
But despite her prolonged effort, she came up empty-handed.
If that object indeed lay with her mother, where could she possibly have hidden it?
Or, as Eric had speculated, could it be that her mother never had the USB drive at all? Was someone targeting them, maliciously misdirecting the search for the USB drive to them?
But then, who bore such a deep grudge against them?
As she pondered, Caroline was startled by the heat of Eric's body pressing against her.
"What's got you so lost in thought?" he asked.
"I was thinking about how to avenge my mother," Caroline responded as she wrapped her arms around his waist.
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