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Chapter 104

Author: Jonathan Stilldon
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-17 13:09:50

"Let me get this," Jack snarled, stepping forward and reaching for the receiver. His tone was flat, professional. "Yeah? What's it?"

He leaned back in the cushioned chair, cigarette dangling between his fingers as he listened to the excited voice that came over the line.

“Okay, sergeant. I’ll be right over. Yeah, if Sanders isn’t there, someone’s got to be. Fine, I’m coming.”

He dropped the receiver slowly, sullenly, and glared at Kelvin. "Bad news, buddy. There's a general alert out for you. They've found your clothes—the clothes you thought you'd never lay eyes on again. My two 'bright assistants' also found your car and that little card Adrian gave you with Chase's number on it. Now half the precinct's trailing you around town like hounds on a blood trail."

Kelvin braced. He gripped the chair arms. His voice trembled. "But they will not be able to convict me of murdering her! You know I did not—just now you acknowledged it. You can call them off."

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