It was opaque. All of it. None of it was true. She lived in a three bedroom suburban house with a husband called Charles and a blonde headed daughter ...ith dimples. Cecily wasn't a spy! She'd never been to a war zone. She was a psychologist like it said on the door. She was a fake and a plant and it was a test: an interview. Everything about her was an invention.That's what he told himself as he pushed her against the tree and scooped up the hammer, and immediately he saw the terror in her eyes. He tossed the keys to Allyson and climbed into the backseat.Allyson admonished the lieutenant and patrolman to maintain radio silence."If either of you call ahead to warn them, I will add tampering with evidence charges against you," she promised. The men nodded and returned to their vehicles.Then she turned to Steve Curtis."You drive," she said, offering the keys. "I have calls to make."Her first call was to Jonah Attenborough, the city attorney."Things came to a head today," she said into the. More

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