“Okay, change in subject,” Tracy said a little too loudly. I think the wine was starting to go to her head.

                Tony patted his daughter's hand. “I agree. I'm sorry I got so carried away. Some first impression. I don't even know you beyond your names, yet here I am telling you some macabre murder story.”

“No, no,” I insisted. “I'm the one who asked. It’s fine, right Meegan?”

                “Right,” Meegan replied, but with an uneasy smile.

                “So Gi...

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