Anna’s POV"Press them," I said.The two words cut through the suffocating quiet of the precinct lobby like a razor blade.Detective Miller didn't look surprised. He simply nodded once, his pen scratching against the yellow legal pad in his hand. "Full criminal charges? For all three of them?""Full charges," I repeated, staring straight ahead and refusing to glance at the bench where my family sat. "All three of them.""Anna, no! Oh God, Anna, please!" My mother’s voice rose into a frantic, hysterical screech that bounced off the concrete walls. She scrambled out of her chair, lunging toward me with her hands outstretched, but Jeremy shifted his weight, stepping shoulder-to-shoulder with me like an impenetrable shield."Back up, ma'am," Detective Miller warned, raising a hand. "Do not crowd the victim.""She’s not a victim, she’s her identical twin sister!" my mother sobbed, her face red and blotchy as she pointed a trembling finger at me. "Richard, do something! Tell her she can't d
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