Dean and D sat at the bàn of the girls' hotel room, looking through the Walker file. Samantha sat on her giường and Sam sat on D's bed, each of them typing on their laptops.
D took a moment to pause and rub her eyes. Dean looked up at Sam. "There's nothing here," he said, puzzled. "Nothing we don't already know."
"It's the same thing she told us," D confirmed. "She saw her daughter stab her husband in the living room at the same time she was taking a vòi hoa sen upstairs, and then she disappeared."
"And the shrink told her it was emotional trauma and she was blocking some of it," Dean said.
"And all...
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