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He and Jeff took their seats opposite her, and she looked at theray eyes Her dark blond hair was cut short, ski her narroline Michael studied her Pretty, but much too thin Her cheekbones were prominent, her eyes hollow She looked like a stiff ould blow her over

Her expression was nothing short of haunted

Michael felt uneasiness settle in his gut

“Rebecca, this is Detective Michael Sullivan He’ll be sitting in on the interview”

She flicked a nervous glance at Michael and squeezed her sether in front of her She nodded

Jeff switched on a digital recorder and placed it in the middle of the table

“Please state your name for the record,” Jeff said

She licked her dry, chapped lips “I’m Rebecca Rosalie Devlin”

Surprise rooted Michael to the spot What the fuck?

“I have advised you, Rebecca, not to do this intervieithout a lawyer present but you have chosen to proceed without a lawyer, is that correct?”

“Yes,” she whispered

“Please tell us in your oords why you’re here, Rebecca”

Her gaze moved between Michael and Jeff, and any color that was in her cheeks drained out “I’m here to confess to a murder that o”

Always the professional, Michael kept his face blank but he reeled inside

Well … fuck, he thought, I did not see that co