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2026-04-02 21:57:28
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HARRISON'S POV The mattress had long since given up pretending to be anything soft. It had compressed beneath my hip and shoulder until it felt like I was lying on poured concrete, unforgiving and cold, pressing into bone and nerve alike. The moment I stretched out on it, the familiar cycle began—blood throbbing loudly in my ears, my pulse echoing in the hollow quiet, and my mind… refusing to rest.I had wanted sleep. Not just sleep, but that deep, blank oblivion where nothing existed—not fear, not doubt, not the tightening coil of dread that had taken up permanent residence inside me. But instead of drifting into that quiet nothingness, my thoughts sharpened, magnified, each one more intrusive than the last. I found myself chasing them, as if confronting them head-on might somehow dull their edge.By now, Ruiz would have spoken to Ruby.I could see it clearly—the charge room, the harsh lighting, Ruby sitting there with her hands clenched tightly together, trying to remain composed w
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HARRISON'S POV I nodded my agreement, though the motion felt mechanical, detached from everything else happening around me.Ruiz sat down opposite me without removing his jacket, as though he intended to settle in for a long haul. He dragged a hand across the rough whiskers on his chin, studying me with an intensity that felt almost physical.“This is the second formal interview of Harrison, a suspect in the murder of Catherine Thompson,” he said, his voice measured for the benefit of the tape recorder. “Present during the interview are Detective Inspector Vincent Ruiz, Detective Sergeant John Keebal, and Harrison legal representative, Simon Hael. The time is eight fourteen a.m.”A WPC leaned forward to check the recorder, her eyes flicking briefly toward me before she nodded at Ruiz.He placed both hands flat on the table, then slowly linked his fingers together. His gaze settled on me—and he said nothing.It was a deliberate silence, heavy and calculated. I had to admit, it was eff
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HARRISON'S POV I had been staring at the same square of light for so long that even when I closed my eyes, it refused to disappear. It lingered, etched against the inside of my eyelids, bright and unwavering. The window sat high on the wall above the door yet somehow it had become the only thing anchoring me.Footsteps echoed intermittently along the corridor. Each time, the small observation flap in the door creaked open, and a pair of eyes studied me in silence. Seconds later, it snapped shut again, leaving me alone with the dim light and my thoughts. I always returned to staring at that same window.Time had become meaningless. My watch, belt, and shoelaces had been taken from me, exchanged for a coarse grey blanket that scratched against my skin like sandpaper. The only constant sound was the slow, irritating leak of a cistern in the next cell. It dripped steadily, marking time in a way I couldn’t.The noise had died down after the last of the drunks were dragged in. That must ha
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HARRISON'S POV The white Audi had cruised slowly along Elgin Avenue, easing down as it passed me. I had kept limping along the pavement, my tennis racket tucked under one arm, a bruise the size of a grapefruit throbbing on my right thigh. Ruiz had been behind the wheel, looking like a man perfectly content to trail me home at four miles an hour if that was what it took.I had stopped and turned toward him. Without a word, he had leaned across and pushed open the front passenger door.“What happened to you?” he had asked.“A sporting injury.”“I didn’t think tennis was that dangerous.”“You haven’t played against my mate.”I had climbed in beside him. The car had smelled faintly of stale tobacco and something artificially sweet—apple-scented air freshener that failed to mask the rest. Ruiz had made a smooth U-turn and headed west.“Where are we going?” I had asked.“The scene of the crime.”I hadn’t bothered asking why. Everything about him, his posture, his silence, the set of his ja
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RUBY’S POVMy scream tore out of my throat before I could stop it.“Logan!”The name echoed inside the small panic room, my voice shaking with terror as the metal rod trembled in my hands. Logan stood in the doorway, the gun in his hand steady as he pointed it straight at my face.For a moment, nei
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RUBY’S POVThe whisper behind me froze the blood in my veins.“You shouldn’t wear what’s mine.”My heart slammed violently against my ribs.I spun around so fast the room tilted for a moment, my eyes darting toward the open window.“Who’s there?” I demanded, though my voice came out thinner than I
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RUBY’S POVFor a moment, neither of us spoke. The air in Harrison’s bedroom suddenly felt too thick to breathe.My eyes stayed glued to the phone in his hand. To the photograph.My stomach twisted violently, it was unmistakably me. Curled slightly on the bed.The silk sheets tangled around my legs.
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