Chapter 15: The Last White Rose
The woman we believed at the woman who stood beside him.*
I looked toward the estate.
Then at the photograph of Patricia.
But Patricia was dead.
Or so everyone had told us.
Detective Reed watched my expression.
“Matthew, we found something in the hospital archives this afternoon.””
“What?””
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He lowered his voice.
“Patricia Bennett's death certificate was forged.””