The police station smelled faintly of coffee and disinfectant, the usual blend of late nights and weary officers. Brielle sat across from Officer Joe, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her knuckles pale from the pressure. Ethan stood beside her, his arms crossed, his tall frame tense with impatience.“Nothing?” Brielle’s voice broke, a fragile mix of disbelief and frustration.Joe sighed, sliding a folder across the table. “She must have known we’d try to check her phone. Every trace of data—messages, call history, apps—completely wiped. Whoever did it knew what they were doing.”Brielle’s heart sank. She leaned back in her chair, staring at the blank wall behind him. The image of Hannah’s bruised face, the sound of her fragile voice asking for help, rushed back into her mind. The phone was supposed to be their weapon, their chance to expose Jessica for what she had done. Now, it felt like sand slipping through her fingers.Ethan’s voice cut into the silence, low but sharp. “So yo
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