Caitlyn’s POV“I’m sorry to disturb your afternoon,” Detective Gary said as he accepted a cup of coffee from the principal. Aunt Betty sat beside me, squeezing my hand gently. “Some evidence just came to light, and we were wondering if you could help us make sense of it.”“Why her?” Tristan asked, drawing everyone’s attention. “You found the evidence. Figure it out yourself.”“Why is he here?” the detective asked, masking his frustration behind a tight smile.“I’m her emotional support,” Tristan replied, leaning against the wall. Mr Dawn, the principal, tried to interject, but his words died under a single look from Tristan.“I’ll answer your questions,” I said quietly.“You don’t have to,” Aunt Betty reminded me. “You can walk out of this room, and no one will hold it against you.”“Yes, you can,” the detective agreed as he pulled an envelope from his suit jacket. He laid a few photos on the desk and watched my reaction closely. “These are pictures of the bloody footprint we found in
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