“Unlocking Secrets: What Lies Within Carrie Mac’s Mysterious Three Envelopes?”
“That’s an old woman’s hand,” she says. “What does your partner think?”
“He doesn’t.”
“Think she’s older? I want his opinion.”
“No, he doesn’t think. Also, I haven’t seen him since we pulled in.”
“Well, I agree with you,” she says. “Maybe the woman on the envelopes lives with her mother. Let’s go check next of kin for the name we do have, and call them.”
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I don’t mind calling people with hard news. It’s a script we’re used to, leaning on language like critically injured, doing all that we can, despite our best efforts, dead and avoiding niceties. No God, no promises.
