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Chapter 62

Author: Joy Eyikimi
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As Alexander and I sat side by side in silence, still gasping from the adrenaline of the Franklin Building, the streetlamps flickered past the cab window like long, yellow tears.

I clenched my fingers around his hand; I could still hear the sound of torn papers, the icy click of handcuffs on Ethan's wrists, and the echo of that fluorescent-lit chamber.

Alexander brushed a strand of hair away from my face and said, "Everything's under control now." Even though his voice was low, I could feel it resonating inside of me.

I took a deep breath. "I understand. However, I can not stop imagining what may have occurred. The image of Ethan's enraged gaze and his smirk as he flung my life upon that scarred desk made my chest clench.

He gave my hand a squeeze. "You showed bravery. You confronted him directly. Never have I felt more proud.

I gave a tremulous chuckle. It seems nearly unreal. I was a barista with a secret identity one minute, and now I am testifying in a case involving cyber-sab
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