“Unlocking Secrets: What Lies Within Carrie Mac’s Mysterious Three Envelopes?”
“Trust me,” I say. “You don’t want to see her like this.”
But then every single one of us hears the unmistakable clunk as all the doors are remotely unlocked. Dale strides across the parking lot, key fob in hand.
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A look of recognition flashes across Stephanie’s husband’s tear-stained face. He lunges forward and yanks open the back door before the mistake can be corrected. He helps his wife step up onto the bumper. She disappears inside while the husband blocks me from going in after her, to explain why she’s naked, if nothing else.
