When He Finally Believed Me
He went overnight and stayed there on his knees, praying for a full day and night.
In the end, the head priest gave him a blessed charm. Hanson rushed back with it and put it on me himself, like it was something sacred.
After that, I started getting better.
No one could explain it.
From then on, he believed. He made me wear the charm at all times. Said it would keep me safe.
And now, it sat in a plastic bag, soaked through, turned into evidence.
"Where did you find this?" Hanson grabbed the officer by the arm, his eyes bloodshot.
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