Under Arrest

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Daniel let go, his defiance collapsing into exhaustion. The detective read his rights as he was led toward the cruiser. Hensley stood trembling but upright.
The letter was still in his hand, edges creased, ink smudged. “He tried to fix it,” he whispered, more to himself than anyone else.
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