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fury. When she saw William, she rushed toward him. “What did you do? What did you tell him to do?”
William stared at her, truly seeing her for the first time. Not shock at her son’s trauma. Not concern for his wellbeing. Anger—at being caught.
“What was in that shed?” he demanded.
Detective Stark stepped between them. “Mrs. Edwards, we need you to come continue reading …
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