id not
ft mist. Her shoes were soaked, her legs aching, but stopping felt more dangerous tha
replayed i
ear or
awyers. Paperwork. Courtrooms filled with pol
meone was still watching her now, then
her like a fragile shield. The smell of coffee and baked bread felt strangely com
y blurred past i
ndling. Inside were copies of reports, emails, and handwritten notes. Eviden
been careless. He
htly, hurried but precise. She remembered how his hands used to shak
ever bee
ne buzz
i fr
unknown
an he was. That is
w tigh
tching me,
cou
ame with no
will understand everything. Wal
shed over her in waves, but be
ng that her father deserved what happened to him.
not live
into her pocket and gathered
e sky remained heavy, but light b
. She did not know how deep the d
oman she had been yester
answers.
surfaced. A name her father had mentioned
an
it as nothing. Now it echoed
d the bus station. This was her first
no longer waitin
choosing

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