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Jackson woke before sunrise. Sleep had come in short bursts, interrupted by thoughts of Melissa, Roy, Matthew, and the black cloud that seemed to hang over everyone connected to the Martins family. He gave up trying to fall back asleep. Pulling on a gray hoodie, he quietly left the apartment, making sure not to wake Sue or Ethan. The cool morning air was exactly what he needed. Running had always helped him think. The streets were nearly empty as he jogged through the neighborhood, his breathing gradually falling into rhythm. By the third kilometer, his mind had begun sorting through everything that had happened over the past few weeks. Melissa. Matthew. Tom. The investigation. Roy. None of it made sense anymore. When he'd first started looking into Roy Martins, everything had
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