Then one of them asked something that made my stomach drop even harder.
“Miss, do you really not know what Caleb has done?”
I stared at him. “What?”
The officer spoke carefully.
“Our department recently reopened several old reports connected to incidents from years ago to get resolutions. During that process, Caleb admitted he was near your house the night of the fire almost 10 years ago.”
For a second, I couldn’t even process the words.
“What do you mean he was there?”
“Miss, do you really not know.”
The officer took a breath.
“You need to listen to me and try not to stress about it. Caleb witnessed something connected to your house fire when he was nine years old.”
I stared at him.
“What kind of something?”
Before the officer could answer, Caleb’s father suddenly spoke.
“He never meant for any of this to happen.”
His voice sounded strained, almost desperate.
“You need to listen to me.”
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