Ian was holding Mina's family registration card in his hand. He knew that it would probably be the only time he would hold it. Soon, there would be someone else's thumb print and photo etched onto the surface, and that card would serve as proof that Mina was a married woman. Hiding it from her would do him no good, Mina could always get a replacement, but Ian could tell from the date it was issued that it was the original card. The eighteen-year-old smiling face of Mina was just as captivatingly beautiful as the twenty-two-year-old one.
Mina looked so beautiful in her photo that Ian believed that if he were to frame it, and place it on his desk, he would never get any work done. He was obsessed with staring at it. Only when Zane entered his office, did Ian quickly hide the plastic under a stack of documents in his draw. His friend had come to brief him on what he had figured out about the missing resumes, and sadly, his investigation had not found a single culprit, but many.
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