few minutes later, Officer Patel returned.
Her expression had become unreadable.
“We found a black case hidden behind some winter boots.”
She held her hands about a foot apart.
“Does it belong to you?”
“No.”
“I’ve never seen it before.”
After that, everything changed.
They stopped touching anything.
More officers were called.
The word “evidence” entered the conversation.
Suddenly my home was no longer simply my home.
Officer Patel sat Ethan down again.
This time, she asked me not to answer for him.
And the rest came out slowly.
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