Chapter IV.
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My hands were shaking as I closed the front door behind the police officer. So many questions were going through my mind. Was Shelley leaving me? Things had been difficult, but they had been that way for so long—why now? The matter of her purse being locked in the car made no sense either. If she were leaving me, she would have noticed that. Could this all be an elaborate scheme on her part to set me up for her disappearance? A conspiracy between her and Barry, or whatever his name was at the office? Wait—Shelley could be in real danger, and here I was, thinking badly of her. I didn't know what to believe. I went back to the basement for another cigarette. The tremor in my hands made it difficult to light. As I set the lighter down on the desk I saw the last of the most recent session wi...

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