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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE Kate almost hated to admit it, but she was glad there was just her and DeMarco to question Nick Sanders. Sure, Barnes, Foster, and all of his men had been an immense help to this point. But with them there had also been the buzzing of reporters outside and that small-town sense of community where people refused to believe that something so bad could happen in their town. She thought fondly of Barnes as she and DeMarco were led through the Carroll County police station; it was even smaller than the one in Deton, though it had been newly renovated, and the rooms were a little more spacious. That included the interrogation room Nick Sanders was placed in. Kate stood outside of the room as Jennings and two officers carted Nick Sanders inside, cuffing him to the table and