It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. “You must send for the police at once, you know. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. There was already a score or more of people there, some standing up and talking together, others seated in chairs ranged along the wall.
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