Lester frowned at Sisse. He'd expected her to believe him. It was so obvious to him that Sisse couldn't be dead that he didn't understand Sisse's disagreement. He hadn't been here for very long, but Lester stood up — even though Sisse was on the verge of tears. "I have to go," he said. His tone was stony. Why was she so committed to being wrong?

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