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The photo wasn't of Riggs’s dead wife.
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Alex clicked.
It was of Alex.
The volume, which he had muted, cranked to maximum. But instead of Eric Clapton’s guitar, there was only a low, subsonic hum that vibrated the fillings in his teeth. The photo wasn't of Riggs’s dead wife
He pressed play.