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Karl’s POVI didn’t leave the station.Not immediately. Not for another twenty minutes, actually, which I spent on that plastic bench with the folder balanced on my knees and the leaflet about the Independent Office for Police Conduct crumpled in my jacket pocket beside the locksmith’s card.I should have left.There was nothing more to hear—the man, Thomas, was behind the reinforced door in an interview room, and whatever he was telling them wasn’t going to carry through two walls and a corridor to a plastic bench in the lobby.But I couldn’t stand up.The heavy-set officer had gone back to his crossword. The tracksuit man had finished his form and left.A teenager came in to report a stolen bicycle, gave a description that included “sort of blue, kind of,” and was handed yet another leaflet.I sat in the middle of it and replayed what I’d heard.I was keeping an eye on him. For his own good.His mother knows why.His mother. Claire.The woman who’d sat at a table eight years ago and
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Karl’s POVThe officer set her pen down.“Sir,” she said slowly, “are you telling me you’ve been surveilling Mr. Emerson for three weeks?”“Surveilling is your word, not mine.”“What word would you use?”“Watching.” He said it without defiance, without apology. Just a man offering the most accurate word he had. “I’ve been watching him.”“From where?”“From my car, mostly. I park on his street in the evenings. Sometimes I drive the routes he drives, stay behind him, make sure he gets where he’s going. The A-road is one he takes when he’s returning from his ex-wife’s house.”“And you know this because…”“Because I’ve driven it behind him four times in the last three weeks.”The officer picked her pen back up. She held it between two fingers and tapped it once against the clipboard, a single tap that wasn’t nervous anymore. She was recalibrating.“There’s a word for what you’re describing,” she said.“I know what word you mean.”“Stalking.”The man didn’t flinch.He absorbed it the way s
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Karl’s POVI sat on the plastic bench nearest the booking corridor and took out my phone.I held it at an angle—tilted slightly, thumb hovering over the screen—the universal posture of a man reading something boring while waiting.The bench was hard and the plastic was cold through my pants. The folder sat on my lap with its useless photographs and its useless nails and its useless timeline.None of that mattered because ten feet away, a man was being processed for something involving Harrison Emerson and the A-road and last night.The processing window was separated from the lobby by a waist-high partition and a pane of reinforced glass that stopped about two feet short of the ceiling.Sound carried.Not cleanly—the words arrived broken, half-swallowed by the ambient noise of the station—but enough.“—just need you to walk us through it one more time, from the beginning,” one of the officers said.She had a clipboard and she was clicking a pen, the same clicking that the other office
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Karl’s POVThe officer at the desk was a heavy-set man with reading glasses pushed up onto his forehead. He had a newspaper folded open to the crossword beside his keyboard, a pen resting in the crease.“Morning,” he said, not looking up.“I need to report a series of incidents,” I said.He reached for the pen, pulled a form from a stack to his left, and clicked the pen once. “Go ahead.”I laid out the photographs first, then the nails in their bags, then the timeline.The same order I’d used yesterday, at the other station, with the sergeant who’d recommended pest control.I’d rehearsed it on the drive over, cutting the explanation down to its bones—snake, nails, woman, pattern.He listened. I’ll give him that.He listened the way someone filling dead time before shift change listens, with the patience of a man who had nowhere better to be for the next eleven minutes and was willing to let me use them.“And where did these incidents occur?” he asked when I’d finished.I gave him my p
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Karl’s POVI stayed one more night.My mother packed leftover shepherd’s pie into a glass container with a blue lid that didn’t quite snap shut on one side, so she wrapped an elastic band around it twice and handed it to me with a look that said the elastic band was non-negotiable and I was not to remove it.“And these,” she said, pressing a paper bag into my other hand. “From the garden. They’re Braeburns. Your father says they’re not ready but they’re ready, I don’t care what he thinks.”“Mom—”“And there’s half a loaf of that sourdough you liked. I froze the other half so don’t let me forget to give it to you next time.”“Mom, I’ll be fine.”“You look thin,” she said, ignoring me completely. “You’re not eating properly, I can tell. You’ve got that look.”“What look?”“The look,” she said, as if that explained everything.She straightened the collar of my coat with both hands, pulling the fabric flat, her fingers moving with the quick competence of someone who’d been straightening c
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Karl’s POVLyndsey’s name came out before I could stop it. I hadn’t planned to say her name—not yet, not without more evidence, not in a police station lobby where the words sounded thin and desperate the second they left my mouth.But they had said without a suspect for the second time in two minutes, and the name just launched itself off my tongue.PC Okafor’s pen stopped moving. She looked up from the timeline.“I’m sorry,” she said carefully. “Did you say Donovan?”“Lyndsey Donovan. She’s been—she has a history of stalking. She photographed children through a school fence, she rented a flat specifically to monitor two families, she has a problem with me—”“Donovan,” PC Okafor repeated.She glanced sideways at the sergeant, and something passed between them, a look I couldn’t read but didn’t like.“As in the Donovan family,” the sergeant said flatly.“Yes. As in—”“The Donovans who just funded the children’s wing at the local hospital,” PC Okafor added.She was trying very hard to
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Estelle’s POVHarrison moved instantly, bending to pick it up at the same moment I did, and we nearly cracked heads, both of us crouching beside the exam table, his hand closing over mine on the otoscope.I couldn’t move. His fingers against mine sent a jolt up my arm and I just crouched there, froz
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Estelle’s POVPasta. I had pasta, a jar of tomatoes, garlic, onion, and enough basil to make it taste good.“Can we help?” Chloe was already pulling a chair to the counter. “I want to measure the pasta.”“Me too!” Lucas scrambled up beside her. “What can I do?”“Chloe, you’re on pasta duty. Lucas, y
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Harrison’s POVI looked at Chloe sleeping and I wanted to ask the question that had been sitting in me for months, pressing against my teeth every time I saw her.I’d watched Estelle during dinner. The way she’d reached over and shown Lucas how to twist his fork, patient and gentle, her hand coveri
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Harrison’s POVI got to the school twelve minutes early and sat in the parking lot scrolling through emails I didn’t read, because I needed something to do with my hands besides grip the steering wheel and scan every car that pulled in.Estelle’s car wasn’t here yet.I’d spent two days telling mysel
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