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51: A Solution

Author: Martins Black
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-20 23:34:52
**Brian’s POV**

The sterile smell of the prison lingered in my nostrils as I stepped out of the visitation room, my mind heavy with thoughts of Angela. Her sunken eyes and defeated posture haunted me, even as I tried to push them to the back of my mind. She didn’t say much during our meeting, but the hurt in her eyes spoke volumes.

I was already drowning in guilt, but after speaking with that cop, the weight on my shoulders had become unbearable. The pieces of the puzzle were starting to fall into place, and I couldn’t ignore the fact that someone was orchestrating all of this—someone powerful enough to manipulate every move I made.

I needed answers, and there was only one person I could confront now: Jessica.

The drive to Jessica’s company was a blur. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, my thoughts a chaotic storm of anger and confusion. How much did Jessica know? Had she been pulling the strings all along, or was she just as clueless as I was?

When I arrived at her
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