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VOICING MY CONCERN

Alena

No. Raquel couldn't be dead. Chief Quincy had been so certain that she was alive and Quincy's instinct were never wrong.

Five minutes ago. Raquel died five minutes ago while she'd been busy screaming Asher's name.

She'd failed as a cop. Fuck it!.

"I thought to inform you about Raquel" Chief Quincy continues over the phone. "Don't beat yourself over it"

How could I not?. "Has her brother been informed?"

"Jameson isn't in the right state of mind at the moment to be informed about ...

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