My five-year-old daughter always bathed with my husband. They would stay in there for more than an hour every night. When I finally asked her what they were doing, she burst into tears and said, “Daddy says I can’t talk about games in the bath.” #4 #85

started racing again.

Mark stayed in the living room.

But his eyes followed them.

Sharp.

Focused.

Watching.

The officer pushed the bathroom door open.

The light was still on.

Steam lingered in the air.

Everything looked… normal.

Too normal.

Then the officer stepped inside.

Paused.

And leaned down slightly.

“What’s this?” he said.

The second officer joined him.

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