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*Seth* Molly’s in the kitchen wearing my pajama pants that are entirely too big and a tank top as she makes breakfast for everyone. The twins are in their highchairs eating a few pieces of cereal while she plays music, and they sing and dance. It won’t be long until Tyler, who is currently a lump in my arms, joins in on the fun. It’s so beautiful. It’s so normal. You’d never know that someone is trying to hurt any of them. That’s the beauty of my Molly. She can make you forget all about the danger, even just for a moment. Unfortunately, for me, I can’t forget. I have to deal with business. Better me than her, though. It’s Gus. Come again? Dad asks, clearly confused. In his defense, I didn’t give any context. Gus. He’s the leak. He’s been around for every conversation, and