She was never going to be the selfish version of herself Chase wanted her to be. “Five,” Lucy Wilkens reminded Annabelle, fingers curled around the detonator. For the first time, I want you to put yourself first, damn it, you deserve it!” “You’ve worked too damn hard to get where you are, Anna. “I have to say, Channel Six, this is exciting!” “What will she choose?” She’d asked the question rhetorically in her on-air voice, a hand gestured to the monitor behind Annabelle. Lucy returned to the middle of the stage and switched on the microphone. Tillamook couldn’t rid its mind of the elderly woman exiled from her own hometown. They’d done everything in their power to kill her before he pulled into the fifty-six-year-old-woman’s Miller Avenue home. They’d needed her dead before Bernard Sutter, ever so time conscious arrived at the scene. She’d been strangled to death in her Tillamook home on Miller Avenue. Three slashes at the left corner of her neck…
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