CHAPTER 92.

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Mrs Kensington's P.O.V After I heard about what happened to Cy I tried to do everything in my power to find him. Surely it's not my son everybody is worried about, I know my son, he's invincible. "Buy the whole damn NYPD if you have to, they're not closing this case." I say calmly hanging up, then smash the phone on the table. "You're calm, which means you must be livid." My husband says. "You awfully look relaxed for a man who recently found out his only son is probably dead." I take a breath. "No, let me rephrase that, his second son." His head whips in my direction. "What did you just say?" "I hope you had nothing to do with this." I say walking towards him and he slowly sinks into his chair as I get closer. "Because if you did, I'll bury you alive." I grit my teeth, staring

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