Darby took in a deep breath.
‘I’m sorry.’
She nodded. ‘I forgot to thank you for everything.’
‘Nothing to it.’ He forced a grin. ‘See you soon.’
‘I don’t think so.’ She started walking.
‘Where are you going?’
Darby didn’t answer. She tossed her badge into the grave and looked out at the roads, wondering which one led home.
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