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That night, in the quiet of her room, Nanno stood before the board.
Newspaper clippings were pinned in careful rows.
LOCAL STUDENT DEAD IN TRAGIC FALL POLICE RULE OUT FOUL PLAY
FAMILY REQUESTS PRIVACY
Katheryn Jones smiled from the center photo, unaware of the way her future had been cut clean in half.
Below her were four faces.
In red ink, written large enough to bleed through the paper:
WHO KILLED MY SISTER?