THE WHITE HORSE
“Here,” Harry showed them a photo on his mobile. The picture contained two guys smiling for the camera on a Christmas Eve in a park, one of them was Harry’s cousin she had met before, few people were visible in the background as well.
“This is our central park.” Alicia recognized the scenery.
“Yes, and now look at this.” Harry zoomed the picture to get the background in focus. The guy with the gloomy face and long black hair was hard to miss. He was easily recognizable due to his distinct features, and the guy, with whom he was standing next to, was none other than the same she had seen earlier this week in the bookstore lying on the floor.
“You think he is hiding it deliberately?” Alicia asked.
Harry said, “We are running all background checks, but still we have not e
