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Chapter 43 — Employment Records

Author: Israel Clark
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 20:07:33

Reyes didn’t look like a liar.

That was the problem.

He sat in the witness chair with his hands folded neatly, voice soft, posture careful, as if he’d been practicing sincerity in front of a mirror until it became muscle memory. Celeste sat across the table with her calm face and her clean folder, like the room was a board meeting and truth was just another agenda item.

Counsel slid the verification form toward Reyes again, slower this time, as if giving him one last chance to choose the easy p
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