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I never told my arrogant son-in-law I was a retired Federal Prosecutor. At 5 a.m. on Thanksgiving morning, he called: “Pick up your daughter at the bus terminal”.

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photos the ER nurses took. It’s a bloodbath. The responding officers have secured the bus terminal, but if Marcus and his mother did this, they’ve had hours to clean the crime scene at their house.”

“Don’t pity me, Miller,” I said, walking over and tapping a manicured finger sharply against the folder. “And don’t worry about the bleach on their hardwood continue reading …

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