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doing a full investigation. Someone sent photos. You had those photos.”

My pulse slowed.

Suspended.

“I can’t help you, Vanessa.”

“You need to call them. Tell them it was a misunderstanding.”

“Was it?”

Silence.

Then she said, “You vindictive bitch.”

I looked through the doorway at Emma, who was asleep under a quilt, face still too pale.

“You put my daughter continue reading …