“I take it not all of those injuries splashed across the TV were from Viola?” Gretchen guessed. “Some were,” Reed admitted. “A lot weren’t.” People saw what they were told to see, what they expected to see. He swallowed, and it was loud in the quiet room. “You knew.” “Suspected,” Gretchen corrected. Though it had been a strong enough guess that she called Ainsley. Something had stuck with Gretchen from that first interview with Viola, buried by every other chaotic detail of this case, but there, lodged in some corner of her mind. “Sebastian I would have gutted slowly,” Viola had said. “The
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