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earlier.
Written across the front of the note in my daughter’s handwriting were five words.
“Give this to my mom.”
My hands shook as I opened it.
“Mom, if I’m gone, check the garage video on my old phone. I saved it before he could delete it.”
I stared at the note.
Before he could delete it.
A cold feeling spread through my stomach. Slowly, Ryan’s face flashed continue reading …
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