“I think it’s time we discuss Amanda.” The psychologist looked up from her little pad and looked at Jacob with a flat almost stern look. She pursed her lips as she exhaled, looking at him with attentive eyes. Jacob scoffed and looked out the window, he closed his eyes for a bit before he turned his head back to the psychologist. He then opened them and took a slow and long breath. His expression was flat, his gaze straight into her eyes “I just can’t wrap my head around how someone could kill a woman with disabilities. With the mental capacity as a toddler.” The psychologist looked at him trying to figure out his emotions, they were hard to read. Jacob had many years of practice in not giving himself away, it came in handy in his business. “Did they ever find out who killed her?” Jacob sho
