Growing suspicious

Emma narrowed her eyes in thought, suspicion rising with each passing moment. She needed to learn who this man really was and why he had such an identical tattoo. His evasive reaction earlier suddenly made more sense—there was a reason he shut down the conversation. There had to be a link between him, the tattoo, and the old photograph she now clutched tightly in her hand. She couldn’t rest until she figured it out.
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