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Signed Over III

Jacob nodded at Claude, giving Claude free rein of speech as his face turned grim at Claude's blank expression.

A sense of foreboding doom took over the air as Claude voiced out words that had my face going white.

"The police called through her phone", he looked at me tersely, his eyes swimming in pity.

My heart was already in my throat at this point.

The police?

Had anything happened to Sacha?

"They want her to come identify the body", Claude finished as everything in me grew still.

"What body?" I shrieked standing to my feet as fear replaced my heart beats. "Whose body?"

Two words and a heart stopping answer that had me falling back on the chair as every atom of strength left me.

"Your father".

No.

No, it wasn't possible.

I shook my head, my body freezing to the spot as I stared at one point on the table, my head disputing everything Claude was saying.

It wasn't my father's body they had found. They had to be wrong.

Or he was playing one of his games.

My father wasn't dead.

My fat
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