“I Got a Terrified Voice Message From My Son Begging Me to Come Home — The Detective’s Next Words Broke Me”

skeleton in every closet. And I need it done quietly.”

A pause. “How quiet?”

“Invisible,” Adrian said.

“You got it,” Vince said. “How much time do I have?”

Adrian looked up at the hospital windows where his son lay healing. “However long it takes. I’m not in a hurry, but I want to know everything.”

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