Closely.
Too closely.
The girl leaned in again, her small hand gripping her father’s sleeve.
“It wasn’t an accident,” she murmured. “I heard them talking. The man from the house… and the one who came later.”
Ramiro froze.
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Closely.
Too closely.
The girl leaned in again, her small hand gripping her father’s sleeve.
“It wasn’t an accident,” she murmured. “I heard them talking. The man from the house… and the one who came later.”
Ramiro froze.