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        Linisanfinallylookedather,facetense,fingerstwitchingonthecup.Afteramoment,sheexhaledshakily.

        "Youalreadyfoundtheroom...youmustknow...youmust''veseen...HowcouldIsayanything?Somethinglikethat...it''stooembarrassing."

        Theofficerglancedatherbelly,suppressingasigh.You''reeightmonthspregnant,notsometimidlittlegirl.Whatcouldbetooembarrassingtotalkabout?

        "Whatexactlydidyousee?"

        "Isaw..."Linisanshiftedinherseat,shouldershunched."Isaw..."

        Theofficerleanedin,loweredhervoice."It''sjustushere.Youcantellme."

        Linisanlookedaroundtheroomasifsomeonemightleapfromtheshadows.Thenshewhispered,inavoiceedgedwithunhingeddreadandcertainty:

        "Isawher...drainhimdry."

        Hereyeswidenedasshespoke,thehorrorinhertoneunmistakable—asthoughwhatshe''dseenhadseareditselfintoherbrainandwouldneverfade.

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