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A little after midnight, two police officers knocked on my door and asked to speak to my 15-year-old daughter, Lily.

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home during the crash window. Messages, streaming data, timestamps. Everything supports that she was inside her residence at the time.”

The room went quiet.

Not the peaceful kind.

The kind where everyone hears the story collapse and waits to see who will scream first.

Whitman looked at my parents.

“You both stated in signed reports that you saw Lily behind continue reading …

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