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"She was throwing gasoline everywhere, going to torch the place," he was telling the captain, who’d apparently ridden in the ambulance back "She dousedfuel as she went up I couldn’t see what happened I guess she just slipped She fell down the stairs Next thing I know, the place is burning and she’s unconscious at the bottom of the stairs with a broken neck"

Another ambulance pulled up with the other suicide-note victi his stoaze landed on her, I thought the heavens had opened up for the second tiurney as they rushed hiery Fortunately, the bullet hadn’t hit anything vital I teased hihed, clearly relieved to be alive

As Cookie, Garrett, and I sat in the waiting room, Reyes and Osh strolled in like they owned the place They both wore hoodies, and Osh had donned his top hat, which looked painfully shen coupled with a 49ers sweatshirt But they had to cover the duct tape so as Osh went straight for the vending machines He walked back to us aters for Cook and h we both craved coffee like there was no tomorrow

"How did you do that?" Reyes asked as I took a sip He’d pushed the sleeves of the hoodie up His forearazed at them

I turned to him with my brows raised in question

He looked at me from beneath his lashes "I had h ers"

"I had to get to Uncle Bob," I said, aze

"You did the same with the handcuff in front of the asyluh it"

"Really?" I asked, thinking back and taking another sip "I just slipped my hand out"

He shook his head "You couldn’t have"

"Her to make sure it was all there, not overly worried about it either way

Reyes took ers over the inside of h testing it, as aa rabbit disappear

"Then the knife," Reyes said, his voice now soft, accusatory "You tried to take your own life"