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Part 3  The warrant paper trembled in Brandon Whitaker’s hand. For years, that uniform had made doors open before he touched them. It had made […]

Part 2 By the time Brandon finally found me, the sun had already disappeared behind the gray-blue line of the Pacific. I was parked on […]

Part 3  For several seconds, no one in the kitchen breathed. The morning sunlight spilled across the floor in golden strips, touching the white cabinets, the […]

PART 2 I did not scream. That was the strangest part. A scream rose somewhere deep inside me, sharp and animal, but it never reached […]

PART 3 – END Richard did not step farther into the room. For several seconds, he remained framed in the doorway with the hallway light […]

PART 2 The first thing I remember after seeing his face was the sound of my own heartbeat. It was slow, uneven, and frighteningly far […]

PART 3 For a moment, no one in Molly’s kitchen moved. Jennifer’s words remained in the air like a match struck in darkness. According to […]

PART 2 Molly arrived sixteen minutes later in a gray wool coat thrown over pajamas, her hair twisted into the kind of messy knot she […]

PART 2 His name was Noah Whitaker. The moment I said it, my father stepped back as though the floor had shifted beneath him. My […]