“Hi, Detective Kohli? This is Mark Odera.” Mark scratched at his ear. “Listen, I found something. A flash drive. It was in Liz’s stuff. You know, we went through a few things, and… Anyway, I don’t understand most of it, but it looks like it will prove that Liz didn’t do the things she’s accused of. I think it was her boss,” Mark picked up a business card from the table, “Christopher Marston. I was hoping we could meet today, so I can hand it over.”
Mark chewed on a fingernail. “Okay.” He flipped his notepad open to a clean page and clicked the end of his pen. “Sure, I can make nine work.”
“Sounds good. Thanks.” Mark held his phone out and disconnected the call. He stared at it for a moment and bit at his bottom lip. He pushed Christopher’s card out of the way and picked up another. He entered the numbers into his phone and pressed the call button. Mark pushed out a deep breath and then stared at the world outside of his living room window.
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