Bikers Dragged a Screaming Woman Out of a Church in Front of 200 People

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“Aunt Diane,” she whispered. “Aunt Diane, they told me who he really is.”

“I know, honey.”

“No.” She grabbed my arm hard enough to hurt. “No, you don’t. You don’t know. He killed Emily.”

Emily.

That was a name I had not heard out loud in three years.

Emily was Walter’s other granddaughter. Bethany’s cousin. Rebecca’s niece. She was 24 years old when continue reading …