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“Often, those who seem like we should trust them, seem like they are leaders we should follow, are anything but.”
The sun is starting to come down, casting a yellow glow over the man. It’s hard to tell in the light, but the man appears to be staring right at him. Then the strangest thing: The man removes a glove and waves up at Ryan. He’s missing his pinky finger.
When police arrested MRK, a man named Benedict Cromwell, last year at a campsite along the river, they didn’t find Alison Lane. But there was a strand of hair on Cromwell’s sleeping bag. It was a long strand, and the sheriff had the wherewithal to run it against Alison’s DNA. And there was a hit.
Chantelle swipes at her phone, then displays a photo. It’s of an envelope. On the outside it says: “If something happens to me.”
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It’s strange having children. As they get older there’re always reminders of when they were small. When they would rush to the door when you got home from the office. When they would hold your hand and wanted to spend every moment with you.
“And the universe rewards kindness.”
“The two guys who showed up, they walked over to Ali’s car, looked inside. And her father sneaks up behind them and shoots both of them in the head.” Dash’s breaths are uneven now. “Dad and the sheriff came back. They caught the guy who took Ali from Lovers’ Lane. I thought they were going to kill him too, but they let him go. Then they helped Alison’s father put the dead guys in the BMW and roll the car into the lake.”
“Your name is Alison Lane now…” He pauses. “I’m so sorry.” Michael couldn’t know then that she would thrive for four years in Leavenworth, graduate from high school—fall in love. Or that their troubled past would rise again when O’Leary and his men found them.
