ALEX𓆩♡𓆪Park’s file arrived on a Friday.It arrived in a sealed envelope. And delivered by someone from his office rather than sent electronically, which told me before I opened it that the contents were the kind he preferred not to have traveling through servers. I closed my study door and sat at my desk and opened it and began to read.“Rose Jones. Twenty-four years old. Born in the city, both parents deceased, by a car accident, she was seven years old. Taken in by her mother’s brother.” The uncle. A man Park’s report described in the specific neutral language of someone being factual about something that wasn’t neutral, strict household, limited warmth, Rose’s presence treated as an obligation rather than a choice.I kept reading.School records. Employment records. The hospitality company where she had worked for two years, good performance reviews, no disciplinary record, the kind of employee file that described someone who showed up and did the work without requiring manage
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