Chapter 58 The Empty House

"Where is he?"

Mrs. Kozlov's hands trembled around the suitcase handle. Her eyes were red-rimmed. Swollen. She'd been crying for hours, maybe days.

"I can't tell you that. He made me promise."

Cedric stared at the letter in his hands. The words blurred together: I'M SORRY. YOU DESERVE BETTER. ...

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