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Chapter 137: A Mother’s Threat
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His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 138: The Line James Crosses
James did not plan the meeting. That was the lie he kept telling himself as he sat in his car across the street from a quiet café tucked between two supermarket stores and a closed florist.The place was forgettable on purpose, the kind of spot people used when they did not want to be remembered. Rain streaked down his windshield, blurring the world outside into pale gray smudges.He could have driven away. He should have driven away.Every warning the prosecutor had given him echoed in his head, loud and unforgiving. Do not contact her. Do not contact anyone from her legal team. Do not try to fix this yourself.But James had never been good at living inside rules when fear had its claws in him.The truth was that James had been wrestling with this decision for three days. Each night, he would lie awake staring at the ceiling of his apartment, running through scenarios in his mind.Each morning, he would wake up more desperate than the day before.The pressure of choosing between his
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 137: A Mother’s Threat
The visiting wing of the federal detention center always smelled like disinfectant and old metal, a sterile mix that never quite hid the despair soaked into its walls.James had been there many times since Tiana’s second arrest, but walking through those doors with Melissa beside him felt entirely different.The air felt heavier, the fluorescent lights harsher, as if the building itself was aware that a child had stepped into a place built for broken adults.Melissa held her backpack tight against her chest, her small fingers gripping the straps like they were the only thing keeping her steady.She had not said a word since they left the house. James kept glancing at her from the corner of his eye, trying to read her face, trying to guess what she was thinking, but she kept her gaze fixed on the floor as they walked.“You don’t have to stay long,” James said softly, breaking the silence. “We can leave whenever you want.”She didn’t answer.They were led into the visiting room, where a
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 136: The Trial Date
The announcement came early in the morning, breaking through every major news channel like a thunderclap that no one could ignore."Federal prosecutors have officially set the trial date for Tiana Striker and her alleged co-conspirators," the anchor announced, her voice carefully neutral even though her eyes burned with curiosity. "This case, which involves attempted murder, corporate sabotage, and a seven-year-old warehouse arson that nearly killed business mogul Sarah Williams, is already being described as one of the most consequential trials of the decade. The trial is scheduled to begin six weeks from today."In a small coffee shop in downtown Manhattan, three strangers sat at the same table, all watching the same screen mounted above the counter."Did you hear that?" a middle-aged man said, shaking his head slowly. "They finally fixed a date. I told you this thing was not going to disappear."A woman across from him snorted. "Disappear? With how rich and powerful these people ar
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 135: When the Past Walks In
Sarah had learned, over the years, that truth rarely arrived with noise. It came quietly, sometimes softly, and often at the exact moment one had almost given up on ever hearing it.That afternoon, as she sat in the private conference room on the top floor of Transcorp, the city stretching endlessly beyond the glass walls, she felt that familiar weight in her chest. The weight that came whenever the past stirred.Ella stood near the door, arms folded, her eyes alert. Spider and Scorpion were stationed outside, unseen but close enough to hear every breath. The room was calm, but it was the kind of calm that existed only because something dangerous was about to be revealed.When the door opened, Sarah did not look up immediately. She already knew who it was. She had seen his name on the file Briggs slid to her earlier that morning.“Ms. Williams,” the man said quietly.Sarah lifted her gaze.Time had not been kind to him. His hair was thinner, his shoulders slightly stooped, and the con
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 134: The Deal Offered in Darkness
The federal building had a way of draining colour from everything inside it. The walls were pale, the floors a muted grey, and even the people seemed washed out by the seriousness that lived in the air.James Striker sat in a small conference room, his back straight but his spirit sagging.A thin layer of sweat covered his forehead even though the room was cold. The hum of the air conditioner was loud in his ears, as if the building itself was listening.The door opened quietly.A man in a navy suit stepped in, followed by a woman carrying a slim file. They didn’t introduce themselves with ceremony. There was no need. Their presence alone told James who they were.The federal prosecutor sat across from him. The woman took a seat beside him and placed the file on the table.“Mr. Striker,” the prosecutor said calmly, “thank you for agreeing to meet.”James forced a polite nod. “I didn’t agree. I was told.”The prosecutor allowed a small, dry smile. “That’s how it usually starts.”He ope
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 133: The Voice That Refused to Die
The room was quiet in a way that felt deliberate.Not the casual silence of people waiting, but the heavy, intentional stillness that came before truth was allowed to speak.Sarah sat at the far end of the long conference table inside a secured federal office suite. The glass walls around them were tinted, shielding the room from prying eyes.Her posture was straight, composed, but her fingers were clasped so tightly together beneath the table that her knuckles had turned pale.Across from her sat Barrister Emmanuel Briggs, his face grave, his legal pad untouched. Beside him was the federal investigator assigned to the case, a man in his early forties with sharp eyes and the kind of calm that came from having seen too many lives unravel in rooms like this.A small black speaker sat in the middle of the table.Inside it lived seven years of buried fire.“Before we proceed,” the investigator said evenly, “I need to confirm that everyone understands the gravity of what we’re about to hea
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