•Juliet’s POV•"I'm sorry, Miss Ryder, but we're doing all we can to ensure we find your son," said the officer, a chubby man dressed in a navy blue police uniform with a silver badge pinned firmly on his chest, his cap slightly tilted to one side and the buttons on his shirt straining at the seams. He stood opposite Vera, Eric, and me, his expression apologetic but tired."You can’t tell me that,” I said, shaking my head, disbelief thick in my voice. “My son hasn’t been found, and you're telling me you're doing all you can?""Ma’am, please try to understand," the officer said, his voice calm yet edged with practiced firmness. “We’ve run a few checks, and according to the new information we got from Eric, we’re now focusing our efforts on locating Mrs. Bianca.”I sniffled, my throat burning as I opened my mouth to speak, but Vera gently took my hand.“Jules,” she said softly, “it’s already getting late. Let the cops continue the search. We’ll come back first thing in the morning.”I t
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