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I cried harder.

There was no fucking time.

There were four children somewhere going about their normal day who didn’t know their father was dead.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

Serenity wouldn’t even remember him.

That thought destroyed me.

“My babies.”

My attorney crouched slightly.

“Sam.”

I wiped my face.

“What happened?”

Detective Clean glanced at Jones before answering.

“Your husband’s death is being investigated. There were circumstances at the scene that require further investigation.”

I stared at her.

“You saying somebody killed him?”

“We’re not prepared to make a definitive statement about the manner of death until the medical examiner completes their work.”

Lawyer language.

Cop language.

Everybody suddenly had fucking language.

“Where was he?”

“We’ll explain everything we can, but we’d like to ask you a few questions first.”

My attorney straightened.

“She’s just been informed that her husband is dead.”

“I understand.”

“No. I don’t think you do.”

I wiped underneath my eyes.

“It’s okay.”

My lawyer looked at me.

“Sam—”

I looked at the detectives.