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happens when my mom gets out? After five years? What happens then?”

“Well, that would be up to her to decide, Harlow.” He shrugs as if that should be obvious, sliding the knot on his tie up to his neck. “She’ll have a criminal record, of course, and that may make it somewhat more difficult to find work, but it won’t be impossible.”

God, he makes it sound so fucking straightforward. So simple and easy.

“No, I mean, what happens with you?” I demand. “Do you promise not to hurt her?”

I’m crying openly now. Just being in this house is ratcheting up my emotions so tight it feels like I’ve got a fucking car on my chest. I suck in two deep breaths, wiping the back of my hand angrily against my eyes. I hate doing this. I hate letting him see me like this. Weak and vulnerable.

But more than that, I hate the sympathy that comes into his expression.

He sits forward on the chair a little, smoothing his lapels down as he gazes at me seriously.

“Yes, I do. I don’t want to hurt Penelope. Or you. I’m not a killer, Harlow.” He spreads his arms, as if presenting himself as an open book. “That’s not who I am.”

“You killed someone,” I shoot back angrily. “So that’s exactly what you are.”

Judge Hollowell’s face hardens. It’s not the same as seeing him hurt or afraid, but at least it’s something. It’s a crack in his mask.

“People do things out of necessity sometimes. Things they don’t want to do.” He clears his throat, his hazel eyes glinting. “That doesn’t mean those actions have to define them for the rest of their lives.”

“No. This won’t define you.” My voice is thick. “It will define my mom.”

He shrugs, as if that’s a minor detail. “For a while, yes.”

My lip trembles as I think of Mom sitting behind the little glass partition, the way she looks so different in prison orange. Five years. Five years of only getting to see her in tiny doses, of never getting to eat ice cream and watch movies or sit on the couch and talk about nothing for hours.

Five years of her life. Gone.

What would five years of prison do to her? Would she be the same person at all when she got out?

“All right.” A tear slips past the corner of my mouth as I speak. “You win. I won’t talk to Detective Dunagan.” I laugh bitterly. “He’ll probably be thrilled not to hear from me.”

Hollowell nods, smiling reassuringly. “I’m glad, Harlow. You’ve made the right choice.”

His words hit me like a punch to the sternum.

There’s a box full of pain in my chest that I haven’t allowed myself to open since the night Mom was arrested. It’s where I shove everything that hurts too much, that threatens to drag me under and make it impossible to keep functioning.

And as I stare at Hollowell’s blandly attractive face, I let that box snap open.

It hurts.

So fucking bad.

I crumple, resting my elbows on my knees and dropping my head to my hands as a wracking sob tears through my body.

“Fuck. Fuck,” I mutter, the words like broken shards of glass in my throat. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Mom.”

My pain feeds itself, each sob pulling out another, and from what feels like a great distance, I hear Judge Hollowell telling me it’ll be all right, that I’m doing the right thing, that it’s better this way.

I struggle to take in a full breath, but my lungs are seizing so hard it’s almost impossible. My eyes hurt, and my throat hurts from crying so hard.

The couch cushion shifts slightly as someone else’s weight settles onto it, and when Hollowell’s hand falls on my knee, I jerk my head up, my body going rigid, my tears fading as revulsion floods me.

“I know you’ve been put in a hard situation by all of this, Harlow. So have I. We’re both doing the best we can.”

Judge Hollowell looks so perfectly sympathetic that I could almost believe he means it.

And I see it now, more clearly than I ever have before.

He wants to believe his own lie. He wants to believe he’s a good man who made one mistake. Maybe he even hopes that pinning Iris’s death on my mom will erase some of the guilt on his own soul, as if convincing the world she did it will make it true somehow.

I stand up abruptly, jerking my knee out of his grasp as another hitching sob escapes me. I rub my hands under my eyes, and they come away dark, smeared with mascara.

“Can I… use your bathroom?” I ask, my voice scratchy and raw.

He hesitates for a half-second, but then nods and stands. “Of course. Come with me, I’ll show you where it is.”

Striding from the living room, he leads me down a long hallway toward the back of the house. Halfway down the corridor, he stops, gesturing to a partially open door. “Here you are.”

He makes no move to leave, so I brush past him and step into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. The face in the mirror almost makes me jump. My skin is blotchy and red, my eyes swollen and bloodshot. Mascara has streaked and smeared around my eyes, making it look like I got punched in the face.

I switch the tap on.

But instead of splashing water on my face, I turn quickly and survey the room.

My body feels turned inside out, and my stomach and chest ache from crying so hard, but my heart jumps to life inside my chest again as I shove down the pain I unleashed earlier.

I need to be quick, and I need to be subtle. I have less than a minute before this starts to seem suspicious.

In keeping with the rest of the house, the bathroom is large, modern, and sparse. A large shower with natural stone tiling takes up one corner of the room, and lining the wall beside it are three large

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