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the school. I’ve studied body language
enough to spot scepticism a mile away.
“What time was that?” Willis asks.
“Around two. Chelsea mentioned she
had to make a call, something about a
meeting.”
He scribbles something on his small
notepad then nods. "So, Ms. Morgan was
meeting someone else?" The question is
directed to himself.
“Officer, I don’t feel so great.”
