“You're saying your mother was in that car?” Christopher's face fell, and he started worrying.
I held his hand anxiously and nodded. “Yes. I'm sure of it. The car's different, but I saw her, and she's clearly furious. She justcame out of the Lane residence. What should we do?” If Isabelle raised hell in there, I can't bring myself to face them.
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