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Chapter 23
But before Anita could hit send, Cordelia stopped her. The look on Ebony's face during the meeting as she picked up the photos and left the room, haunted Cordelia. She thought that look revealed shame. That look wasn't on either Gordon or Melody's face, but it was on Ebony's. "Anita, don't send the one of Gordon and Ebony. As a matter of fact, don't send any of them yet. I need to think for a few minutes. Chief Barnes, Grampa, can you two meet me in the den? I need to bounce an idea off of you two before we do anything more." The rest of the group looked flabberghasted at Cordelia's hesitation, but didn't say anything. One thing they had learned about her was that she could generally pick up on emotional cues if it wasn't directly related to herself. So they sat and waited for Cordelia,
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