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Chapter 13: The Suitor's Scheme
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The apartment was barely larger than a storage closet. Peeling wallpaper, water-stained ceiling, a single bare bulb providing dim illumination. What little furniture remained was worn and patched—a small table with mismatched chairs, a threadbare couch that had seen better decades, sleeping mats rolled in the corner.

Sophia Mitchell sat on the floor beside her daughter, carefully measuring out liquid medication into a small cup. Her hands were steady despite the exhaustion evident in every line
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    The parking lot fell into absolute silence. Every sound seemed magnified—the distant hum of prison generators, the creak of leather as guards shifted nervously, the ragged breathing of men who'd just realized they'd made a catastrophic mistake.Chief Justice Harrison straightened from his bow, his aged face twisted with fury as he turned toward Warden Brennan. The contempt in his eyes could have melted steel."You DARE?" Harrison's voice cracked like thunder. "You dare threaten to arrest him? Him?"Brennan's mouth opened and closed soundlessly. His face had gone from purple rage to ghostly white in the span of seconds. "Your Honor, I... I was just—"The slap came without warning.Harrison's palm connected with Brennan's cheek with a sound like a gunshot. The force spun the warden's head sideways, sending his glasses flying across the pavement. A tooth followed, bouncing once before rolling to a stop near Alexander's feet.Brennan stumbled, catching himself against his patrol car. Bloo

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