"Karina? I'm home," Shawn called out.There was no one in the living room, and the curtains were drawn halfway. The slanting rays of the setting sun streamed in, illuminating Clementine's empty crib and the toys scattered across the floor."My darling Clementine, Daddy's back."But the only reply was his own echo."Where are they? Where did they go?"He turned around, a little lost, and looked at the housekeeper, Maya Brooks, as she stepped out of the kitchen.Maya wiped her hands and said with confusion, "Mr. Hartman, Mrs. Hartman left with Ms. Clementine the day before yesterday."Shawn froze for a moment. "What? They left? Where? Why didn't you stop her?""I called you at the time, but you said you were busy and told me to wait until you got home to talk about it."She called? Shawn looked down and pulled up his call log. The calls were from two days ago. Only then did he remember that he had been at the hospital that day, busy feeding chicken soup to Nancy, who was throwin
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