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Chapter 178
Author: Youngblood
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The steel door clanged shut behind him, its echo bouncing off the bare concrete walls. Harry’s wrists were sore from the cuffs that had only just been removed, the faint sting a reminder of the hands that had gripped him too tightly on the way in.

The interrogation room was stark—just four walls painted in chipped gray, a single bulb swaying faintly above, and a table that had seen too many confessions scratched into its surface. On the far side sat Gerald, hands folded neatly, his posture as r
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