Shirts and jeans litter the asphalt, the empty fabric limbs askew as if they're attempting to escape. Blood smears Sarah's lips as she struggles against the chest of a dirty looking man with a beard. Terror. Terror is the only word my mind can seize on and it forgets what it means. I forget how to think - to move.
Matthews asked:__ow intimate was your relationship with Dr. Miller?___ntimate?_ Phil still couldn__ grasp what they were asking.__y colleague is asking if you__ ever had sex with Dr. Miller before that evening._ Jones added curtly. ____e never_We__e never_We__e friends. We__ never had sex before that evening, and we didn__ have sex that evening either.___ow do you explain your semen in her sheets then, Mr. Marshall?
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Matthews asked:__ow intimate was your relationship with Dr. Miller?___ntimate?_ Phil still couldn__ grasp what they were asking.__y colleague is asking if you__ ever had sex with Dr. Miller before that evening._ Jones added curtly. ____e never_We__e never_We__e friends. We__ never had sex before that evening, and we didn__ have sex that evening either.___ow do you explain your semen in her sheets then, Mr. Marshall?
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