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[their_catherine]

One of the hardest things Catherine Black had ever done was to step over the threshold of the house on 1910 Ezekiel once more. It had taken a few days for her to muster up the courage. It had taken a few days for the crime scene to be fully examined and for the cleaners to come

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[gifted_profiler]

It's a good question.

Unfortunately, it's also a question for which he has no answer, so Frank chooses instead to focus on what's lying beneath Catherine's query.

"You're angry with me."

[their_catherine]

"It's not anger," she says immediately. "I don't know what it is."

Which is not quite the truth. She is angry, but there is so much more to it than that.

[gifted_profiler]

Frank shakes his head. As ugly as the truth is in this moment, shying away from it would be worse.

"It's who I am," he replies, quietly.

[their_catherine]

She sits quietly, staring down at her hands.

"We were kidding each other. We were kidding ourselves thinking that we could come here and escape anything."