DADDY PUT SOMETHING INSIDE MY SISTER’S BELLY,” A LITTLE GIRL SAID WHEN SHE ARRIVED AT THE POLICE STATION WITH HER TWIN SISTER 

Her belly was swollen beneath the wet fabric of her dress, round and hard in a way that made Miller’s training rise in his throat before his emotions could catch up.

He stood so fast his chair scraped backward across the tile.

The sound made the girl at the door flinch.

Miller stopped moving.

That mattered.