Kimberly’s POV
I walked into the bedroom while Jack and Landon called after Detective Carlson. That man disgusted me in every way possible. After the first time, we met him and the way he talked to us, I instantly knew that he wasn’t a man I wanted to be around, whether he was the detective of the case or not. I knew of men like him and I knew whether or not Jack would believe me, that he only cared about one thing. The praise that would come with catching the killer. My father.
He didn’t care about the girls that had been murdered nor would he care about getting Cherry back safely. No, that wasn’t his priority. He may have made it seem like that to everyone else, but he wouldn’t fool me, and Landon knew it just as well as I did, hence his hesitation when Jack wanted to involve him.
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