Mrs. Tudor dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, sobbing uncontrollably. "My poor Nancy," she cried. "She’s always been so kind. Who could have dragged her into this nightmare?"
Mr. Tudor, Thomas, glared discreetly at Mrs. Tudor. "All you do is cry! Do you think your tears will bring her back? The police are here. Let them handle it."
Edward called from his nursing home, his voice firm and commanding. "Stephen, Nancy has been dragged into this unfairly. No matter what it takes, ensure she returns safely."
The room's concern centered entirely on Nancy, leaving Summer as their convenient scapegoat. Stephen's curt "Understood" carried volumes of unspoken thoughts.
In a corner of the hall, several officers worked to connect everyone's phone numbers to the voice analysis system.
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