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She imagined the chiropractor's office, the sound of bones cracking under practiced hands, the satisfied sighs of patients as their pain was momentarily relieved. It was in those moments, she realized, that a predator might find opportunity – access to personal information and a chance to identify vulnerable targets.
"Let's pull up everything we can on this Dr. Caldwell," Ethan suggested, already reaching for his laptop.
"Look at this, Ethan," Rachel said, her voice barely above a whisper as she pointed to the records spread across the table. The dimly lit room cast eerie shadows on the stacks of case files and evidence surrounding them. "Dr. Caldwell had access to their medical history, their addresses... everything."
Ethan leaned in closer, his already furrowed brow deepening with concern.
"What do we know about Mr. Caldwell?"
Rachel was already pulling up his DMV information.
Ethan waited for her to continue.
"According to this, he's 38 years old, no criminal record, and has been practicing chiropractic medicine for the past 10 years," she said, scrolling through the information on her laptop. "He used to work as a paramedic. He was also involved in the police academy. Strange... But there's something off about him, Ethan. Look at this picture."
She turned the laptop screen towards him, revealing a photo of a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He exuded a sense of confidence and power that was almost palpable through the screen.
"Er... what's off about him? Looks like a good-looking dude."
Rachel frowned. "I mean...lookat him."
"I am..."
Ethan was now glancing at her as if confused.
She sighed, realizing she'd have to spell it out. "He looks like he's twenty-two."
"And?"
"He's had a bunch of work done, Ethan."
Another pause, longer this time. "And...?"
"And," she said emphatically, "what does a guy with that jawline need a face lift for?"
Ethan stared at her. "Are you intimidated by hot dudes?"
She snorted. "Please. No. I'm telling you, he's literally wearing a mask."
"Oh... I mean... A bit of botox and a little nose job isn't amask," Ethan said.
Now it was her turn to look at him.
"What?" he said defensively.
She didn't smile often, but now, her grin was out in full force. "Tell me you did."
"Did what?"
"You got botox, didn't you?"
"No," he grumbled.
"You did! Didn't you?"
He scowled at her. "How about we refocus on Caldwell. Let's go speak with him."
Rachel chortled to herself, turning her attention once more back to the chiropractor. It wasn't so much that he'd had work done, but that he'd uploaded a photo of himself looking nearly two decades younger than his actual age.
