Her Husband Married A Coworker In Vegas Then The Police Arrived

light lay across the entryway. Through the peephole: two police officers. One older, broad-shouldered, tired around the eyes in the way of someone who has been awake through several other people’s emergencies before arriving at mine. One younger, with a notepad open and one hand near his radio.

I put the chain on before I opened the door.

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