to try,” I said.
Rebeca’s phone began ringing nonstop. She ignored it at first, then looked at the screen and went rigid. Officer Valdez noticed.
“Who is calling you?”
“My husband.”
“Answer on speaker.”
“No.”
“Ma’am.”
Rebeca’s face hardened.
That was when she ran… To Be Continue
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