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Stone scrolled through the pictures on Owen Keating’s phone and then held it out. “Is this the man you saw?” he asked of Nurse Regan, watching her face as she scrutinised the image he was showing her.
The nurse nodded. “That’s him,” she confirmed. “I’d recognise him anywhere.” Her voice was steady and confident, though her demeanour betrayed the shock she still felt.
“Thank you.” Stone locked the phone and slipped it into his pocket, so he could return it to Owen Keating, he then left the nurse’s lounge, Burke on his heels, so he could coordinate the search for Ryan Keating. They still didn’t know if Ryan had been trying to kill his sister’s kidnapper out of a misguided, and belated, desire to protect his sister, or because he was involved in her kidnapping; it didn’t matter which wa
