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The lead detective stepped forward with the brisk authority of someone who has tile shoes and the patience to handle distraught crowds. He asked Tessa to step back, his voice even but not unkind. She complied, and as she moved, a woman in the crowd broke down. The sound was a raw, animal grief that held the entire scene as an answer to a question nobody knew how to ask.

A forensic officer found something small and shiny near Chloe’s hand and bagged it carefully. Tessa ...