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Chapter Eighty-Nine: A TASTE OF FREEDOM
Author: Stargate
last update2025-04-09 19:19:38

As per the call that Micah had received about where to get Valerie, the trio had arrived at the local police station on the outskirts of the city. The place was bustling with activity—officers moving about, the sound of phones ringing, and the unmistakable sterile smell of institutional cleaning products filling the air. It was a stark environment, especially for someone who had always bragged about living an illustrious life.

Micah could feel his unease as he took one look at the building. He expected Victoria to be in a better situation, but as his eyes landed on a thin figure sitting on a bench near the processing desk, he sighed at the drastic change, a small smile still trying to show on his lips due to her look.

He and his family got processed at a desk near the entrance and then walked over to her, who still didn't notice them and looked like she cared less about her current predicament. Her appearance was disheveled, her once-pristine image now gone. Elias scrunched his face
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