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All eyes fell on the speaker, Hickey. The handyman reached into the front pocket of his coveralls and drew out a crinkled, yellowed paper. He held it out to Paul. "I found this when I was in the vents above Miss Stone's room."
Paul took the paper and Lilly leaned against him for a look. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped to the floor. The paper wasn't paper, but an old black and white photo. Three people stood in front of the Imago Theatrum, two young gentlemen who wore black dress suits and wide smiles. Between them stood a young woman in a slimming white dress with billowing sleeves and a large white hat. The face underneath that hat was almost identical to Lilly.
"That's. . .that's me!" she gasped.
Paul flipped the photo over. Faded cursive writing shown on the back.
