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Chapter Thirty-two

Author: Blessing. B
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 19:45:49

DAMIEN POV

We pull up to the low brick building on Whitehead Street. The parking lot is nearly empty.

A single cruiser sits under the glow of a streetlamp. Marcus parks in the shadows. I step out and walk straight to the side entrance.

The night desk sergeant looks up, recognizes me, and suddenly finds his keyboard fascinating. He does not speak, just buzzes the door open.

Sheriff Harlan Tate waits in his office at the end of the hall. The door is half open and light spills out from a desk l
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