The iPhone

We have a Lead!

"Hey, look at this," Clay says slightly pushing his laptop toward me. My eyes skim the website currently showing on his screen.

"Why are you looking at my birth records?" I glance at his face, then back at my computer.

"Look closer."

I roll my eyes and lean over him to read the page more carefully. I shrug when all I see is my full name, my father's name, my mother's name, my birthday, and the hospital I was born at. Nothing the could help me except... Hold on... What is this? I lean closer to the screen. There is also a list of all of the nurses and doctors that helped my mother give birth to me. I bet at least one of them is the owner of the iPhone, I think.

I grab the phone off of my dresser.

"What are you doing?" Clay asks. I ignore him until I am done scrolling through the Photo Gallery.

"Yep, just as I thought," I exclaim with victory. In one of the first pictures of when I was born, there is a light blue, rubber covered finger accidentally covering a fourth of the picture. "Whoever was taking these pictures, was at least one of those people," I say pointing to the digital list still on display on my brother's screen.

"We have a lead!" Clay yells triumphantly.

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A/N - Yes, yes, I know, this is also really short, but I just felt the need to post so this is whatcha gettin' until I add more 😉💋💋💋