The subject of their interrogation sat at the other end of the long table, facing the mirror. She was model-thin, with yellow hair tied back in a bun, hands clasped in front of her like she was the Teacher's Pet. Her posture was ram-rod straight, a prim little smile on her lips, blue eyes cold, so pale they verged on being colorless. Topping off the Good Girl image was her floral dress, complete with white lace collar and slightly puffy sleeves.

Tyler and Platt didn't have a chance.

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