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over my chest. The words stick in my
throat. "How long has it been? Surely
Kurt is overreacting." I say the words,
but the look on their faces doesn't
convince me. I feel pressure on my chest.
The two detectives look between each
other. “She hasn’t been seen since
Monday.”
"We had lunch at the Wharf on
Monday."
