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TRIGGER WARNING
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Lila
Chris stood just inside the door, glanced back into the hall, then turned to her. He swallowed and Lila's stomach dipped.
"There's a new video."
She felt her skin go cold and waited until she knew she could speak without her voice breaking. "Show me."
His jaw twitched. "I'm not sure—"
"Chris. I'm not having this argument again. Show me."
They stared at a each for a minute, then he sighed. "You need to come with me."
She didn't even question, just followed him out into the hallway and up to the conference room that they'd turned into an operation room for the Becky Hanson case.
There was only a handful of staff in there, but their faces were all serious to the point of pain. Lila walked in, then stopped when they looked at her. "What's going on? What is it?" she asked.
