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Noah.
My son sat in that concrete room, still clutching his rabbit, but now he wasn’t alone. Marcus stood behind him, one hand resting on Noah’s small shoulder in a gesture that would look protective to anyone who didn’t know better.
But I knew better. That hand was a threat.
"Hello, everyone," Marcus said, smiling at the camera. "Thank you for joining us for this very special family reunion."
Beside me, Aria made a ...
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