Sophia was loaded into the ambulance. Leo was already inside.
I leaned in through the open doors and kissed her forehead.
“I’m coming.”
Her fingers tightened around mine.
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“Lucas.”
“I promise.”
Captain Ruiz touched my shoulder.
“Five minutes.”
I understood.
Sophia and Leo needed the hospital.
But the house needed to be secured.
Naomi stepped beside me as the ambulance doors closed.
“Let’s finish the first layer.”
The first layer.
That was Naomi’s phrase.
There was always what people did.
Then there was why.
Then there was who helped them.
I watched the ambulance pull away.
Then I turned back toward the house.
My mother stood in the foyer like a queen forced to receive peasants.
Audrey stood near the stairs, thumb moving fast over her phone.
Detective Harris noticed.
“Put it down.”
“I’m calling my lawyer.”
“You can call after we preserve the device.”
