My father killed people. A lot of people. When I was ten years old, I found a woman in a travel trunk in our basement. He started drugging me with chloroform so I'd forget. I still only have fragments of memories from that time, but that's when the night terrors started.
I thought I was saving her. I thought it was the same day, but it was… at least a week later. Maybe more. She was gone. But I thought I was saving her.
Yeah! Part of the reason, anyway. That policeman is the head of Major Crimes now. I was working for him as a special consultant before I came here. He’s the most upstanding man I’ve ever met.
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What happened?
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When was he caught? Or was he?
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