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Chapter 45

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Jason's POV

"So you're telling me there's nothing left of the evidence that we gathered in months? Everything just goes back to him?" My voice cuts through the office air, frustration simmering just beneath my calm exterior as I fix my gaze on Raphael.

The pity in his eyes makes my jaw clench. I've been on the receiving end of that look too many times in my life. When my stepfather's fists left bruises no one could see. When Carla spread her legs for my best friend in our bed. Those days are o
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