“Unlocking Secrets: What Lies Within Carrie Mac’s Mysterious Three Envelopes?”
“Who hit her?” Stephanie’s husband won’t sit. He paces, cheeks red, fists at his side. “It has to be a neighbour, right?”
“Dad,” one of the sons says. “Dad, don’t get mad.”
“I want to see her.” Stephanie grabs my arm. “I want to see my mother right now.”
“When the morgue is ready for you.” I can feel everything slipping away from how it’s supposed to go. “They’ll clean her up and then you can see her. They have a room where—”
“I want to see her now.” Her grip is tight. “Right now.”
“Is she in your ambulance?” Stephanie’s husband wags a finger in my face. “Is she still in the ambulance?”
