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A girl. Maybe seventeen. Dark hair pulled back in a loose braid, freckles across her nose. She sat on a wooden stool in front of a wrinkled gray backdrop, holding a porcelain teacup with no saucer. She wasn't smiling—not professionally, anyway. There was a quirk at the corner of her mouth, like she’d just heard a private joke and was deciding whether to share it.

The photo was dated April 12, 2003.

He’d found the old hard drive at an estate sale, tucked inside a broken laptop priced at three dollars. The sticker on the lid said “PROPERTY OF M. VANCE.” Most of the drive was corrupted—fragments of spreadsheets, half-loaded drivers, a single folder named simply “GALLERIES.” MissyModel.com Gallery 038

He looked back at photo five. The girl on the bed. The red eyes. A girl