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“Cohen, let’s just focus on finding
Willow. Neither of us had anything to do
with this. Whoever has her does.”
I cast a glance at Creed, who is
standing talking to my father. He offers
me a tight-lipped smile then retreats when
he sees me about to walk over to them.
My mother sits calling Willows
friends and teachers, unfazed by the late
hour. I'm grateful that Gracie is in bed.
We try to protect our children from the
