She'd reviewed this information before coming by, but as usual, it all flew from her mind. She damned well hated this sort of thing.
Dora quickly flipped open the letter Megan's mother had sent. "Heather, Kenrich, Dillion, Emily... I-- here." She shoved the parchment at Megan again. "It's there. I'm sorry, I-I don't know who they are to you. We only have the letter right now and the investigation-- well, the investigation is me, so far. I'm sorry."
How many times could she say she was sorry? Dora mentally smacked her forehead. "The men were killed. I'm sorry."