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“Another work call?” Caroline asked tentatively when her husband returned to their hotel room.
Calvin grunted in response.
“Any more news on the girl?”
Calvin didn’t like talking about work. Their marriage worked best when Caroline pretended he wasn’t a detective. Didn’t ask about his cases. Didn’t request any updates.
But Becky’s disappearance had impacted everyone in Medford. Caroline still remembered seeing Mrs. Linklater at the supermarket a few weeks after her daughter went missing. Becky’s mom was carrying an empty shopping basket down the aisles, and she stopped in front of the snack section. The raw pain on Mrs. Linklater’s face was palpable, like a furnace blast. Caroline hadn’t wanted to intrude. She’d been a teacher at the same school, but Becky had never been one o
