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“Are you sure Dalton took it?" “That's the only explanation I can think of," Autumn said, exasperated. “Unless…" “Unless what?" Liam pressed, flying down the mountain. “Dalton warned me that if I was getting close and not know who the actual killer was, that they would go out of their way to keep their innocence." “Fair point. Dalton always loves those crime things; makes sense he would assume what the other person would do." “I guess," Autumn huffed. “But if Dalton did take it, maybe he took it to his friend, Micha." “Why would he do that?" “Maybe because he was trying to help me so I would put this thing to rest and stop risking my neck to do it." “There's a lot of maybes there," Liam observed. “I know, I know. But do you have a better explanation? You know I'm not lying. I show