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Third person's POV The police station smelled like burnt coffee and broken promises. Officer Mackenzie sat at his desk with three empty styrofoam cups lined up like soldiers and a headache that felt like someone was drilling into his skull with a jackhammer.He'd been awake for twenty-six hours straight.His eyes burned. His back ached from sitting in the same goddamn chair for too long. His wife had called four times asking when he was coming home, and he'd stopped answering after the second call because he didn't have an answer to give her.Not when they were this close.Vincent Caruso. Fifty-eight years old. Former security guard. Current piece of shit who'd tried to kill Jackson Maddox and had succeeded in killing Catherine Harlow, known as Elizabeth Catherine Sinclair, fifteen years ago.They had his face. They had his name. They had his address in Brooklyn, a crappy apartment building in a neighborhood where nobody asked questions and everyone minded their own business.What th
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Third person's POV Astor Sinclair sat behind his desk like a king on a throne, fingers steepled beneath his chin, staring at the cityscape beyond his floor to ceiling windows. The view was spectacular. Forty-two floors up, the city spread out below him like a kingdom he'd built with his own two hands and a willingness to do whatever it took to stay on top.The abstract art on the walls that cost more than most people made in a year. Everything was designed to intimidate, to remind anyone who walked through that door that Astor Sinclair was not a man to be trifled with.His personal assistant, a nervous young man, knocked softly on the door before entering."Mr. Sinclair? I'm sorry to interrupt, but you have a visitor."Astor didn't turn around. Just kept staring at the city below. "I don't have any appointments scheduled for this afternoon.""No, sir. But it's Barrister Lincoln. He says it's urgent."Now Astor turned. Lincoln was his lawyer. Had been for fifteen years. The man didn't
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Third person's POV Liam knew one thing for certain, one truth that he held onto like a lifeline in the middle of a hurricane. Jackson was a fighter. Always had been. From the moment they'd met, Liam had recognized that quality in him. That stubborn refusal to stay down, to give up, to let anyone or anything defeat him.Jackson had survived a childhood with Richard Maddox as a father. Had built a successful career despite the odds stacked against him. Had stood up to his sister, to public humiliation, to having his most private moments broadcast across the internet.He would survive this too.He had to.Because Liam couldn't imagine a world where Jackson didn't exist. Couldn't picture his life without Jackson's sarcastic comments and terrible jokes and the way he looked at Liam like he was the only person in the room that mattered.So yeah. Jackson was going to live. There was no other option.The ICU doors swung open with a soft whoosh, and Liam stepped through with Janet right besid
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Third person's POV The ICU was cold. Not just temperature cold, though the air conditioning was cranked up high enough to make goosebumps rise on exposed skin. It was the kind of cold that came from being surrounded by death and machines and the desperate hope that modern medicine could cheat the reaper one more time.Richard Maddox stood beside his son's hospital bed, hands shoved deep in his pockets because he didn't know what else to do with them. Jackson looked small in the bed, which was wrong because Jackson had never been small. He'd always been larger than life, confident and strong and infuriatingly stubborn.But now he was pale. Too pale. Tubes ran from his arms, his chest, his nose. Machines beeped steadily, monitoring vital signs that Richard didn't fully understand but knew were important. Jackson's face was bruised, swollen on one side where he'd hit the pavement."You stubborn idiot," Richard muttered, his voice rough. "I warned you. Told you this gay stuff would bring
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Third person's POV.Liam sat in one of those plastic chairs that seemed specifically designed to be uncomfortable, his leg bouncing with nervous energy that had nowhere else to go. Janet was next to him, her hand on his knee trying to steal the movement, but it wasn't working.They'd been waiting for three hours. Three hours of watching the clock tick forward with agonizing slowness while Jackson was somewhere behind those double doors, his life hanging in the balance.Finally, the doors swung open and a doctor emerged. She was in her forties, with tired eyes and surgical scrubs that were spattered with blood. Jackson's blood. Liam stood so fast his chair scraped against the linoleum floor with a sound that made everyone in the waiting room look."Family of Jackson Maddox?" the doctor asked, her voice professionally neutral."I'm his boyfriend," Liam said, his throat tight. "This is Janet, his business partner. How is he?"The doctor's expression softened fractionally. "He's alive. T
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Third person's POV Officer Mackenzie held the USB drive like it was evidence in a presidential assassination. Which, in a way, it kind of was. Jackson Maddox wasn't the president, but he was rich and connected and currently fighting for his life in an ICU somewhere, which made this a whole different level of shitstorm.Torres was already in the driver's seat of their unmarked sedan, engine running. Steph climbed into the back, her laptop bag slung over her shoulder because she was the kind of cop who brought work home and didn't see anything wrong with that."Back to the station?" Torres asked as Mackenzie slid into the passenger seat."Back to the station," Mackenzie confirmed. "We need to get this footage to tech, run it through facial recognition, pull traffic cam footage from every street within a five-mile radius. This asshole's on camera somewhere else. Has to be.""You think this is connected to the civil suit?" Steph asked from the back, already pulling out her laptop because
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