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She reminds herself that she’s not in Afghanistan anymore. She’s home, safe, in New York State. Nothing bad can happen to her here.
Dana lies sprawled at the bottom of the stairs, perfectly still, her limbs in an unnatural position beneath her navy satin robe. Her lovely, long dark hair spills all around her, but her face has an unmistakable
“He’s the attorney who was arrested on suspicion of murdering his wife.”
He sees Candice lying on the floor, her scarf pulled tightly around her neck.
