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Sweet Unhappy Heart 154
Third Person's POVRichard Maddox sat in his car in the prison parking lot, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles had gone white. The engine was running but he hadn't put the car in gear yet. He was still processing what had just happened. What he'd learned. What Astor had confirmed.His phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. Marcus Liu. His private investigator. The man he'd hired three weeks ago to do what the FBI hadn't been able to do yet.Find Avery.Richard answered, putting the call on speaker. "Tell me you have something.""I do. Not a location yet, but I'm getting close." Marcus's voice was calm, professional. "I tracked her initial movements. She got on a boat in New York. Landed in Tijuana. From there, she went south. I have confirmed sightings in three different coastal towns in Mexico over the past six weeks. Each time, she stayed two to three weeks then moved on.""She's running scared. Doesn't want to be found." Richard pulled out of the parking l
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Third Person's POVThree days after Astor Sinclair was sentenced to die in prison, Liam sat in a coffee shop near the hospital with Margaret, trying to process everything that had happened. The media circus had finally died down. The reporters had moved on to the next scandal. And for the first time in months, Liam could breathe without feeling like the world was watching."I have a son," Margaret said quietly, stirring her coffee without drinking it. "Your cousin. Daniel. He's seventeen. He doesn't know about any of this. I kept him away from it all. Raised him in Hong Kong, far from the Sinclair name and everything that came with it."Liam looked up, surprised. "I have a cousin?""You do. And he's been asking questions. Saw the trial coverage despite my best efforts to shield him. He wants to meet you. I want to understand his family history." Margaret finally met Liam's eyes. "I told him I'd ask if you were ready for that. If you wanted to meet him. I'd understand if you needed tim
Sweet Unhappy Heart 152
The New Unlisted Witness Third Person's POVThe trial had been proceeding for eight days when everything changed.Vincent Caruso had testified for two full days, recounting in meticulous detail every job Astor Sinclair had hired him for. The dates. The payments. The methods. He'd been cross-examined ruthlessly by Marcus Wright, who'd tried to paint him as a liar desperate to reduce his sentence. But Caruso hadn't wavered. Just told the truth in that flat, emotionless voice that made it somehow more believable.Financial experts had testified about the money trail. Shell companies. Offshore accounts. Payments that coincided exactly with the deaths Caruso described. Wright had objected repeatedly, claiming the transactions were legitimate business expenses, but the timeline was damning.Officer Mackenzie had walked the jury through the investigation. The evidence. The connections. The pattern of violence that stretched back fifteen years.And then, on day nine, Sullivan stood before Ju
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Third Person's POVSix weeks after Avery's disappearance, the Federal Courthouse in Manhattan buzzed with an energy that felt almost electric. Media trucks lined the streets. Protesters held signs. Security was tripled because this wasn't just another trial.This was the reckoning of Astor Sinclair.Inside Courtroom 4B, every seat was filled. Journalists with notebooks. Sketch artists with charcoal. Members of the public who'd camped out overnight just to witness history.At the prosecution table sat Barrister Michael Sullivan with his team of three assistant prosecutors. Files stacked neatly. Evidence organized. Years of preparation distilled into this moment.At the defense table sat Marcus Wright with two associates. Expensive suits. Confident postures. The look of men who'd defended the indefensible before and won.And at the defendant's table, wearing an orange jumpsuit that looked obscene on someone who'd spent his life in custom tailoring, sat Astor Sinclair. Handcuffed. Guarde
Sweet Unhappy Heart 150
Third Person's POVThe federal holding facility was a concrete fortress designed to break spirits before trials even began. Cold. Gray. Smelling of industrial cleaner that never quite masked the underlying scent of human desperation.Astor Sinclair sat in his cell, a space barely eight by ten feet, with a metal bed bolted to the wall, a toilet with no seat, and a small metal desk that wobbled when he tried to write. The orange jumpsuit he wore was rough against his skin, a constant reminder that his thousand-dollar suits were gone. His penthouse was gone. His empire was crumbling.But his mind was still sharp.Still planning. Still calculating. Still looking for the angle that would save him.The door opened. A guard stood there, expressionless. "You've got a visitor. Conference room three."Astor stood. Let himself be handcuffed. Let himself be led through corridors where other inmates watched him with a mixture of recognition and contempt. Everyone knew who he was. The news coverage
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Third Person's POVThree weeks had passed since Avery Maddox disappeared into the night, leaving behind a trail of broken trust and unanswered questions. Three weeks since Liam Sinclair had taken over his father's empire and started the slow, painful process of dismantling everything Astor had built on lies and corpses.And in those three weeks, the world had shifted in ways no one could have predicted.At Memorial Hospital, Jackson Maddox sat propped up in his bed, a tablet in his hands, his fingers moving slowly across the screen. Physical therapy had started. Speech therapy too. The doctors said his vocal cords were healing but it would be months before he could speak normally again. For now, he communicated through text and gestures and the occasional raspy whisper that cost him everything.Liam sat beside him, as he had every day for the past three weeks, reading through reports from Sinclair Corporation while Jackson reviewed documents for Maddox Corporation. Two CEOs, working s
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