Chapter Sixteen
He dragged his hand over his face as he sat on a hard bench against the wall in the St. Louis County Jail. The lights were bright, and the butterflies in his stomach had dark sharp edges that kept ripping him from the inside out, reminding him of the time he’d watched his father die. It had been one of the worst days of his life next to this one.
Raymond wasn’t dead, but just the same, the memory still haunted him. It had been the worst thing he’d lived through before feeling that horrible, awful feeling that Cassie was going to be lost to him forever. This was cruel.
He still couldn’t believe she’d called the police, said she’d killed the man who had murdered her mother and tormented her and her siblings.
Why hadn’t she come to him and just told him everything?
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