Scales: Of Justice (Broken But ... Mending Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
The constable shrugged. “I don’t know for sure, but we certainly see that scenario over and over again in abuse situations. She might have been planning to leave with you – that might have been your birthday celebration – but he got wind of it. Tell me, were the beatings any worse afterwards?” Paris found it hard to breathe. She remembered her mother as a gentle soul. She’d often fantasized that her mother had escaped the torture they’d all been through, but when there was never any contact, she’d lost that hope. Figured her mother had made a new life for herself. Maybe had more children. And as the mind was wont to do, she’d considered her mother might have died, but she hadn’t had any reason to believe it either way. It was easier to think she’d died in an accident and couldn’t come back for them than to accept that she wouldn’t come back. “Is there any way to find out?” she asked. “With my father dead, we aren’t likely to ever know for sure.” “Unless she’s in our database as a Jane Doe.”
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