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“I suggest you stop talking until you have an attorney.”
Nadine snapped, “He is a traumatized child making up stories.”
Quincy reached into his torn backpack and pulled out the cheap phone.
“I recorded some,” he said.
Nadine’s face changed.
And at last, everyone saw what I had been seeing for months.
The monster was afraid of a child.
### Part 10
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