Chapter 246: Reminisce
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update2026-08-07 23:17:40
"Are you threatening to expose my…"

"I'd do nothing at all, Miss Winston, because you're not going to make me. You're going to tell me the truth, because the truth is easy, and you don't look like a woman with the energy for anything hard. Lying is exhausting. The truth just falls out of you." He'd said it gently, almost kindly, like a doctor explaining a diagnosis. "Just give it to me in pieces. Whatever pieces you can manage. And let me do the assembling."

That, she would understand much later
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 376

    Austin did not stand right away. He sat at the end of the row with his hands on his knees and his jaw set, and the people on either side of him slid away along the seats until he was alone in a small bare pocket of empty chairs. He had gone gray earlier in the evening and had stayed that way, the color of someone who has been awake for three days. When he finally got to his feet, he did it slowly, with great care, as if the floor might not hold him. "I. I think there's been a mistake," he said. "I don't think so," Agent Whitlock said. She took a thin folder from one of the agents behind her and opened it. She did not need to look at it. She had read the pages so many times in the past week that she could have recited them with her eyes shut, but she held them open anyway, in the plain view of every camera in the hall, because she had been told that what was about to happen ought to be seen. "Mark and Austin," she said. "I'm placing you both under arrest for conspiracy to commit m

  • Chapter 375

    Austin did not stand right away.He sat at the end of the row with his hands on his knees and his jaw set, and the people on either side of him slid away along the seats until he was alone in a small bare pocket of empty chairs. He had gone gray earlier in the evening and had stayed that way, the color of someone who has been awake for three days. When he finally got to his feet, he did it slowly, with great care, as if the floor might not hold him."I. I think there's been a mistake," he said."I don't think so," Agent Whitlock said.She took a thin folder from one of the agents behind her and opened it. She did not need to look at it. She had read the pages so many times in the past week that she could have recited them with her eyes shut, but she held them open anyway, in the plain view of every camera in the hall, because she had been told that what was about to happen ought to be seen."Mark and Austin," she said. "I'm placing you both under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder

  • Chapter 374: Karma’s A Bitch

    Austin did not stand right away.He sat at the end of the row with his hands on his knees and his jaw set, and the people on either side of him slid away along the seats until he was alone in a small bare pocket of empty chairs. He had gone gray earlier in the evening and had stayed that way, the color of someone who has been awake for three days. When he finally got to his feet, he did it slowly, with great care, as if the floor might not hold him."I. I think there's been a mistake," he said."I don't think so," Agent Whitlock said.She took a thin folder from one of the agents behind her and opened it. She did not need to look at it. She had read the pages so many times in the past week that she could have recited them with her eyes shut, but she held them open anyway, in the plain view of every camera in the hall, because she had been told that what was about to happen ought to be seen."Mark and Austin," she said. "I'm placing you both under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder

  • Chapter 373: The Fall Of Mark And Austin

    Mark had started it. A joke at the boy's expense in front of a class, something about his project being a live chicken with no feathers, and the room had laughed, and by the end of the week it had become a name. Chicken Boy. Epstein had heard it in the corridors, in the faculty lounge, in the mouths of teachers who ought to have known better, Mr. Zain among them, and he had never once corrected anyone.He never did anything wrong.It was such a simple sentence. He turned it over, slowly, in the failing light. The boy had cleaned his desk. The boy had oiled his drawer. The boy had built a thing so beautiful that governments wept over it, and had asked for nothing in exchange but to be allowed to keep it. Life had been unfair to him. It had been unfair to him in a hundred small ways and in one very large way, and every one of them had a face, and several of those faces had been Epstein's own.Was this how it was repaid? Was this karma?He wanted to laugh, if he had had the breath. It wa

  • Chapter 372: The Fall Of Jeffery Epstein 2

    The strange thing was that it did not hurt as much as he expected.There was the burning in his throat, and a heaviness in his chest that felt like someone sitting on it, but those were already becoming distant, like a radio in another room. What he noticed most was how loud everything had become. Mark's voice, somewhere above him, saying Dad over and over. The doctor's calm, low murmur. The sound of three thousand people trying not to breathe. Every noise had edges now, sharp and bright, and underneath them the carpet was soft against the back of his head. It smelled of dust and cleaning fluid. Somebody had mopped it, he thought. Somebody had been careful.His eyes would not stay on anything. They drifted across the ceiling, the long white lights, the underside of a balcony, and then they found a face, and held.The boy was standing over him with his hands at his sides.Not a boy. Epstein corrected himself with an effort. A young man, in a plain jacket that he had worn three days run

  • Chapter 371: The Fall Of Jeffery Epstein 1

    For a moment Jeffrey Epstein did not seem to understand that he had been spoken to.He sat in the middle of the faculty section with his hands pressed between his knees and his eyes fixed on the stage, and the faces of the colleagues on either side of him had slowly started to lean away, the way people do from a man who might be about to get bad news. A glass of water stood on the little table beside him. It was half empty. Sometime in the last quarter of an hour his hand had gone to it, and he had drunk without noticing, the way a dry throat will."Mr. Epstein," Nathan said again, not unkindly. "Would you stand, please. I think it would be better for everyone."Epstein stood.He did it badly, in two stages, one hand on the back of the chair in front of him, and when he was upright he looked small. It was the first time in twelve years that anyone in that school had seen him look small. He wore his good gray suit and his good blue tie, and the sweat had started at his collar and sprea

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App