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I Kissed My Wife’s Cold Forehead in the Coffin—Then I Opened Her Hand and Found a Navy Blue Button from My Brother Rodrigo’s Jacket

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goodbye to my wife.”

A murmur passed through the chapel.

“This button was in Camila’s hand when I came home. Not in a report. Not in an evidence bag. In her hand. She tore it from the person who was with her before she died.”

Rodrigo gave a fake laugh.

“That proves nothing.”

“Not yet.”

I nodded toward the entrance.

The chapel doors opened.

Two ministerial continue reading …

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