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According to Luca, the extrication of Mom’s car had been something of an anticlimax. The crime scene technicians had carefully removed part of the beavers’ dam, a tsunami of water and sludge had flowed away down the hill, and the slimy red Ford had finally been revealed. An arborist cut away enough of the trees and undergrowth for the cops to winch the vehicle onto a truck, and it’d been taken away for further examination. This morning, we had a call with Detective Payne to hear the provisional results.
“I made the cake with no eggs,” Brooke said. “Tell me if you like it, and I’ll make it again.”
“I will,” I promised, even though I wasn’t hungry in the slightest.
Aaron didn’t want to be there, I could tell. But Luca had checked he was free before he confirmed the time with Pay
