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like he couldn’t show weakness; he
felt like it was his responsibility to step in and be the man of
the house.   
    A detective came over and
introduced himself. “I’m Detective Carrboro. A couple of hours ago,
there was an incident where three men were brutally
killed.”   
    Fae interrupted him.
“Where is my daughter? Why are you in my house?”   
    “ It
seems as if the man who murdered the innocent bystanders outside
fell from this window,” Carrboro continued as if he hadn’t been
interrupted. “When we took a closer look, we found signs that this
was not his apartment. However, from more research, we now know
that your daughter, a resident of this dwelling, was here recently,
and that there was a struggle between the man and her. As you can
see, your place is a little wrecked.” He smiled as if he saw humor
in the whole situation. “We need to bring your daughter in to
question her. See if she’s alright, and see if she would be willing
to cooperate with us by bringing in the man to face
justice.”   
    Allie and Inis looked at
each other in confusion. All around them things clicked and
rustled; feet pattered, and objects were pushed and prodded. It
seemed as if the twins and their mother were the only things not in
on the loop.   
    “ If
Kurma isn’t here then where is she?” asked
Inis.   
    Carrboro said, “I was
hoping you could tell us. We need her for
questioning.”   
    “ You
already said that,” Fae said in an annoyed
voice.   
    “ Ma’am,
do you think maybe she’s run away? Afraid that whoever attacked her
will come back?” Carrboro asked. He had his pen notepad out,
waiting for any clues. Even though he was oblivious at times to
people’s circumstances—Fae’s family, for example—he was the kind of
man who stuck to facts and details.   
    Fae sat down on her green,
plush couch and massaged her knees, an old habit when she couldn’t
smoke. Her mind rambled on as she thought of what had happened in
her house while she was gone. Kurma had been with Santino that
afternoon. Was it Santino the detective was talking
about?   
    “ Mom,
what do you want us to do? We could go out and look for her maybe,”
said Allie.   
    “ Or
maybe call around and ask her friends,” said
Inis.   
    “ She
doesn’t have any friends, dummy,” whispered
Allie.   
    Fae went right on
thinking, and ignored her boys completely. Carrboro had said the
man had fallen out of the window and killed three men. ‘Had his
falling on the men killed them, or had the man, possibly Santino,
gotten up from the fall and killed them after?’ Fae
wondered.   
    Carrboro tried to guide
the twin boys away from their mother to question them separately.
He found this method always returned results—divide and conquer.
Plus it gave them less time to hatch a lie
together.   
    Fae could hear the
detective trying to lower his voice. He was keeping secrets or
planting lies. She didn’t trust him; she never trusted cops. He
didn’t even have the audacity to tell her about the supposed
struggle that had taken place between her daughter and the wanted
man. What kind of cop would keep this information from the mother
of the victim?   
    Fae hoped it wasn’t
Santino who had fallen out her window. She hoped that wherever her
daughter was, she was okay and would return home. Even though at
times they were at odd with   each other, Fae had only one
daughter and wouldn’t change that fact. She had to find Kurma, but
where was she to look in a city as big and as crowded as
Alexandria?   
    Then again, sitting around
waiting for Kurma to show up was not an option. Maybe she should
tell the detective that Santino must have been the man in her
apartment; then the cops could begin to look for him, which could
lead to Kurma.   
    Fae looked ahead as she
sat on her love seat, and saw the family’s portrait on top of the
small fireplace mantle. Fae was in the middle next to her
ex-husband; her twin boys were