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I promised myself I would hurt him later.

Sheriff Tate stepped forward.

“We should move into the back room.”

Judy’s expression became serious again.

“Agreed.”

Rylie took her arm.

“You’re staying for dinner.”

“I’m working.”

“You can work after you eat.”

“I have seven⁠—”

Judy stopped.

The room went quiet around us.

Seven what?

Victims?

Bodies?

Murders?

I knew the way people sounded when they caught themselves before revealing something important.

Sheriff Tate looked toward the other customers.

“Back room,” he repeated.

Wolf opened the door near the kitchen.

Judy followed him.

Carson and Will went with her.

Rylie started after them, but her father stopped her.

“This is police business.”

“I’m your daughter.”

“That has never given you police clearance.”

“It should.”

Trigger placed his hand against her back. “Let them work.”

She frowned but stayed.

Before Judy entered the back room, she looked over her shoulder.