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"It would have to have been a sniper, at least one, possibly more. Snipers can shoot up to four thousand yards if they are good enough. He could have been miles away and still make the shots."

This isn't going to be a case that the police are looking forward to working.

Under different circumstances, they would be foaming at the mouth to get the chance to interact with my family.

However, this is a nightmare with trying to track down where the sniper perch was.

Multiple victims mean multiple trajectory angles with a lot of forensics, and that takes time to get results back.

This case is going to sit on someone's desk for weeks collecting dust until the crime lab can get their tests done.

They could call in the Feds, but that would depend on the cops who get their hands on this.

Some would be happy for the help and to pass it off.

Others would see this as a career-making case, and they wouldn't hand that over to the Feds.

"Shouldn't we be there though? The police are coming; they're going to want to speak with us. It was our wedding; don't we look guilty by running away?"

"The lawyers will take care of it. Right now, we don't know if there was a specific target, so we need to stay low until I get word."

"And when will you get word?"

"I'm not sure. Someone will call me with information. If it's safe, then we'll head back, and if it's not, we'll lay low until it is. On the bright side, we've managed to avoid getting married. At least for now," I say with a warm smile.

I hope it will start to calm her down, but the sharpness within her eyes tells me she doesn't appreciate it.

"People are dead, maybe because of us. I'm sorry if I'm having a hard time finding the bright side to any of this."

"I know this is all new to you, and it's going to take time for you to adapt to how things are, but trust me, you have to try and find the bright side in all of the shitty situations. You'll drive yourself mad if you don't. You can't focus on all of the negatives, or it will destroy you."

It's a skill that she needs to learn.

It's difficult to do, especially in certain situations, but it's a skill she needs to have.

That we all need to have in this life.

When I was younger, I only focused on the negative aspects of this life, and it dragged me down into a very deep depression.

I had sunk so low I didn't think I would be able to get out of the hole.

Thankfully, Lorenzo's father took pity upon me and told me how to find the positive within the world around me.

How to focus on that and not the death or blood that my mind was swimming in.

It wasn't instant, it took me years to be able to naturally see the positive right away, but it had saved my life, and it would save her life as well.

"Hm," she says, as she turns her attention to the scenery passing by her window.

I don't say anything else. She needs time and silence, two things I can give to her.

It's three hours later when my phone finally rings.

I pull us off to the side of the road and pull my phone out.

"Hey Zo," I say as I see that it's my best friend reaching out.

"What a fucking shitshow this wedding was." I can hear the exhaustion within his voice, and I know the past few hours have been aggravating for him.

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