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It was supposed to be just a simple meal, but Jolie wouldn’t let go of Quinlyn, clinging to her and begging her to stay the night.

Marvin was about to step in and pull Jolie away when he saw Quinlyn raise her hand and wrap it around Jolie’s arm.

“Can I sleep in the same bed as you?” Quinlyn asked.

“Sure! We even have a bathtub. We can take a bath together,” Jolie said, then quickly grabbed Quinlyn and ran off before anyone could say anything.

Joseph, Stanley, and Larry just watched helplessly as Quinlyn was dragged away. They could only shrug and say they’d head back to the hotel and wait.

Before they left, Marvin stopped Stanley and handed him a photo of a victim.

He said, “We found this photo while handling the bodies from the dog–fighting ring. The victim’s face was badly bitten, but after comparison, it looks like your sister, Harriet.

“The coroner’s stitched up her body. If you want to bring her home for burial, you can pick her up for refrigerated transport. My condolences.”

Stanley stared at the photo for a long time and then nodded. “I’ll go pick her up later.”

He heard that Harriet was at the scene when everything went down. She had just stabbed his mom before that, and she had gotten involved with Yolanda. Whether she was in the know, he’d never liked Harriet. But he never thought she’d end up dead.

The disfigured face in the photo didn’t look like the little girl who used to wear princess dresses and play carefree at home. Without any blood relation, Stanley always thought she wasn’t very smart, and they never had much of a bond. So, he didn’t have strong feelings for her. Still, they’d lived under the same roof for ten years. He called his dad, Maurice.

“What body? Oh, Harriet’s? She’s dead? What does that have to do with me? If she hadn’t done something stupid and fooled Warren, would I be in this mess? I don’t care if she’s dead,” Maurice said, not showing the slightest sadness about Harriet’s death.

Ever since Harriet messed with Warren, Maurice’s company had been getting targeted. No matter how many drinks he had at business dinners, he couldn’t fix things.

Now, his company was bankrupt. He had a mountain of debt, and he had a drinking problem. His life was pretty much ruined.

ended up in the hospital, Tina refused to be discharged from the

so when it gets cold, you can

Dead? How did she die? Oh, I see. I don’t need to see her. Don’t bring her

colder as he listened. After hanging up, he stood downstairs in the apartment for a long

with the cemetery.

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himself, “Do you think if Harriet hadn’t been adopted by our family, she would’ve turned out like

disliked Maurice and Tina’s way of raising kids,

a tool by Maurice and Tina.

by your logic, doesn’t that

been around good people

that because she’s a good person herself?” Larry

gave the most important insight. “Think about it. Why did Harriet die with Quinlyn at the scene? She hasn’t talked about Harriet’s death yet. It’s

widened as the realization hit him. Quinlyn, who had rushed to save Harriet at the mall and even taken on Maurice’s wrath to protect her, had now let Harriet die in this

simple. Harriet had completely disappointed Quinlyn, and

up with the trash on the ground as he stood up and started walking. “And remember,

muttered quietly, shoving the transport document into his pocket and

right or wrong. What mattered was that

was lying on Jolie’s bed, hugging

really going to miss this place,” Jolie

just finished after he saved enough money to complete the remodeling. Still,

chair here had a memory tied to her childhood. Before bed, she gave Quinlyn a tour, explaining

before she even knew it, she had

her to this apartment. Jolie, a ninth grader,

two chairs by the desk, with

with half comic books and half picture books, and Quinlyn

and half were of ones Quinlyn liked, with playful notes written in