Chapter 272

　　"Before it went dark, I caught a glimpse."

　　The girl on the cot did not move. Her knuckles were white against the rough edge of the blanket.

　　"Of who?" I asked.

　　My voice was too low. Too flat. The skin across my knuckles tightened until it burned.

　　"The person who tried to kill your wife."

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