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[ Luisa bites her bottom lip. Him getting kidnapped the previous month hadn't been good, but she could understand how that might feel better than...than this. ]
N...No, Alberto, he wasn't...he wasn't kidnapped. When he'd gotten kidnapped before, his door was still lit.
[ There's another silence, Alberto standing still in his kitchen, clutching the phone tight but loose to his ear, staring into nothing as he processes this. At last, all he manages to say is a raspy, hollow, inappropriately relaxed: ]
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N...No, Alberto, he wasn't...he wasn't kidnapped. When he'd gotten kidnapped before, his door was still lit.
He's not...he's not here anymore.
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...Okay.