7 octobre 2026

At 2:27 a.m., my dad called from the police station. #4

“Interesting,” I said.

Officer Davis stepped toward Chloe.

“Ma’am, I need you to come with me.”

Her face hardened.

“I’m the victim.”

“That will be determined after statements are taken.”

For the first time, fear appeared in her eyes.

I helped Dad into a private interview room.

Once the door closed, he began crying.

Not loudly.

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