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The entire conversation was being captured.
I’d also reached into my pocket and casually tapped the record button on my phone, just in case. I set it on the coffee table without drawing attention.
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “That’s what I’m saying.”
“And if we don’t?” I asked.
“I file the paperwork and take her back,” she said.
“You know I can.”
I nodded again and leaned forward. “Thanks for being honest. But we need time to talk.”
Melissa stood up and dusted her hands off, as if she had finished a job.
“Don’t take too long. I want an answer by the end of the week.”
I walked her to the door without saying another word. As she stepped off the porch, she turned and looked back at the house.
The door clicked shut behind her, and I locked it.
When I turned around, Megan was standing at the top of the stairs, clutching the baby monitor. She looked as if she were made of glass.
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