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the hell out. There was a comment in the police report that they

threatened to sedate him.

What I really want to know is what his father knew about the case.

Maybe he knew something that wasn’t in any of the files.

He shrugs a shoulder. “From what I remember, he thinks that she was

sneaking around on John—seeing some man. My father couldn’t seem to

find out who it was, though, so it wasn’t something they looked into. But

my father was almost certain that was the reason John snapped and killed

Gigi.”

I twist my lips, glancing at Zade to find him already staring at me with an

unreadable expression.

He’s skimmed through her diaries and knows she had a stalker. But it

doesn’t seem that Mark or his father knew that, which doesn’t surprise me

in the slightest. Gigi’s diaries were in a safe behind a picture. The police

would have had no reason to believe she would be hiding something like

that.

I contemplate if I should divulge what I know. Maybe Mark would have

some type of power to look into the diaries and see what he can find. But

the second that thought enters, I boot it right back out.

Mark isn’t a nice guy. And he would only lord those books over my head

and lead me on. I’m posi ve I would never see them again if I handed them

over.

Besides, I’m confident Daya has many more ways to get informa on than

Mark ever could. Mark’s father is presumably dead with the way he speaks

about him in the past tense, and I’m sure the officers from the case are

also dead, or close to it.

Gigi died in the ‘40s, making this case seventy-five years old.

“Why did Frank believe it was John and not the other man then?”

Mark se les back, his glazed eyes look off into the distance. "Sera was

older than me at the me, by six years. She was a teenager, and I was s ll a

ten-year-old kid who wanted to play. Of course, Sera was an angel and

humored me. So, for months leading up to Gigi's death, I would ask to go

over to Parsons Manor and see Sera. And every me, my father would say

no. He said John developed a bit of a drinking problem and it was no

longer safe for children over there. I whined and cried ‘cause I only wanted

to see my friend. And then Gigi was killed, and I s ll didn't get it.

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