Mark raised his hands. “Evelyn, you’re misunderstanding—”
“He found the phone,” Lily cried. “He found everything.”
Noah appeared behind me, silently crying.
“What phone?” I asked.
“The one I used to record him.”
Mark’s eyes flickered—toward the window, toward the stairs. For the first time, he looked afraid.
Then sirens filled the street.
Officer Daniel Pierce entered first, rain dripping from his jacket. Behind him came Officer Hannah Wells. They took in the scene—the broken door, Lily shaking, Mark with raised hands, Noah clinging to me, and the gun still in mine.
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