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"Do you have his contact info?"

"No. We exchanged numbers then, but it was ages ago. With all the phone swapping, you had to save numbers manually back in the day. It's long gone." Violet asked, "You need him for something?"

Leanne said, "I wanted to ask about the case again."

Violet sighed, wanting to encourage her to move on and understanding it was easier said than done.

Leanne was so young then, witnessing the gruesome scene of her parents' demise, which must have left her with psychological trauma.

And after all these years, with the culprit still at large, how could the family move on?

had the number, odds are he's changed it by now." Violet tried to remember. "All I recall is that we call him

connection with a friend whose sister worked at the precinct, Leanne tracked down Officer

forgotten about a case from twenty years ago. But before she finished, Wilbur

dressed how you would picture a retired gentleman spending his

in the news a few days ago. You haven't changed a

forgotten

yellowed, and the spine cracked. While caressing the cover, he said, "This case remaining unsolved was one thing, but another reason

unnaturally calm for someone your age. The things your parents had told you, what the kidnappers said

the specifics following her escape from that abandoned factory, nor did she remember her demeanor before the police. They thought she was

parents

was his body. We investigated all