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Chapter 4 My grandmother and I did our best, but it was really Mjolner who comforted Jessica. Jessica sipped sparingly at the tea I had brought her, and only took a single bite of one of my grandmother's butter cookies, but the moment Mjolner hopped up onto her lap and demanded her attention, her breathing finally stopped hitching and the wild look faded a little from her eyes. I looked at my phone for the tenth time, but there was still no message from Andrew. Were the police still there, or had they collected what evidence they could and left already? "Do you need to be somewhere?" Jessica asked dully. She hadn't seemed to look up from Mjolner, and yet she had seen me looking at the screen of my phone. "No-" I started to say, but my grandmother cut me off. "You did have that one th