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Panel1:
Emily sits with a cup of tea, looking solemn.
Maude (off-panel): “How are you doing? Since… you know.”

Panel 2:
Emily looks down, gripping her cup, and burying her face in her hand, holding back tears.
Emily: “Ah, Maude, I just… I think sometimes it’s just a bad dream, and then I remember that Amelia isn’t here anymore.”
Emily (continued): “I just don’t understand why anyone would hurt Amelia. I can’t wrap my head around why… why this happened.”

Panel 3:
Maude, sitting across from Emily, speaks hesitantly.
Maude: “What if it was the mob? They kill people all the time.”

Panel 4:
Emily looks up, startled, then smirks slightly.
Emily: “Ha, yeah. Wouldn’t that be something.”

Inset panel: Close-up of Emily's eyes, suddenly serious.
Emily, thinking: “Amelia running with the mob… unless…”

Panel 5:
Maude, looking concerned, waves off the idea.
Maude: “Emily? It was only a joke—”

Panel 6:
Emily, now animated, bolts up from her seat. Maude sits across the table, surprised.
Emily: “Maude, what if Amelia was involved with the mob? That unsent letter addressed to “Millie”—it’s gotta be some mobster’s girl!”
Maude, surprised: “Millie?”