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Rachel’s sister?
Who would do this?
I sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the text. Finally, I typed,
“Why should I believe you?”
Her reply came instantly.
“Because you just posted the first photo of Ben I’ve seen in years. Look up his name + accident + license suspension. That should do it. I’m willing to meet when you’re done with your homework.”
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I opened a browser
Her reply came instantly.
I typed in Ben’s full name, followed by “accident” and “license suspension.”
A small local news piece popped up — it was dated seven years ago.
“Driver in critical condition after single-vehicle crash kills passenger.”
There was no mugshot. There was no direct mention of Rachel, but in the comments, people were talking, arguing, and naming names.
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A small local news piece popped up.
One line burned into my memory:
“People said he’d been drinking. Everyone knew it… for goodness sake! She begged him not to get in the car.”
“Rest in peace, lovely girl.”
“Shame on him. A family has lost their daughter because of this man…”
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“She begged him not to get in the car.”
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