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Leaving Clara and my son at that school this morning is the hardest thing I've done in a while. Everything in my gut screamed at me to not let them go, and I've spent the last three hours at the tattoo shop going over inventory and accounts, just trying to calm this weird anxiety running through my veins. A knock on my office door breaks my concentration, and the look on my shop manager's face makes my stomach drop. "You have visitors, boss." My brows pull together. "Who? I wasn't even scheduled to be here today." Fury sighs and runs his hand down his face and beard. "Cascade Falls PD." Shoving my chair back, I stand too fast and knock it over. Storming from my office into the waiting room, the other shop employees are also waiting. Three officers are standing just inside the

