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There’s a pause before the officer answers Kyler’s question but just as he finally responds, Jacqueline’s wails slice through the air, raw and anguished as she clutches Lane’s wallet to her chest, as if she held it tight enough, it would turn into Lane, filling the room with a heavy sorrow.
As her cries echo, a collective shudder ripples through the room, and it’s as though a switch has been flipped as it suddenly sinks in on all of them. That man confessed to throwing Lane off the boat and denying it doesn’t make it untrue. Each family member, previously composed, crumbles, and sobs fill the room.
Kyler turns to the detective, his voice louder this time as he asks him what of Fabrice LeClaire, repeating his earlier question. Ac
