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CHAPTER 92 — THE VISIT
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2026-11-09 17:58:49
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Until the Final Whistle CHAPTER 93 — THE NIGHT BEFORE
UNTIL THE FINAL WHISTLE---EVELYN---The night before the wedding, Sarah took me to a hotel in the city.It was her idea. She said it was tradition. She said the bride couldn't spend the night before her wedding in the same bed as the groom. She said it was bad luck. I told her I had spent the last year fighting a syndicate and a court case and my own father. Bad luck didn't scare me.She ignored me and booked the hotel anyway.The suite was small but elegant. A large bed. A window overlooking the river. A bottle of champagne on ice that neither of us planned to drink. Sarah had brought a dress for me to wear the next day and a list of things we needed to do before the ceremony."Right," she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed with the list in her hand. "We need to go through the schedule. The car arrives at eleven. The ceremony starts at one. The photographer wants to take pictures before the ceremony so we need to be ready by half past twelve. The reception starts at four. T
Until the Final Whistle CHAPTER 92 — THE VISIT
UNTIL THE FINAL WHISTLE---EVELYN---The prison was quieter than it had been the last time.Maybe it was the hour. Maybe it was the fact that I wasn't walking in with anger this time. Maybe it was the ring on my finger and the wedding eight weeks away and the knowledge that whatever happened in that room, I was going to walk out afterward and go home to Luca and nothing my father said could take that away from me.Luca drove me there. He parked in the same visitor lot and turned off the engine and looked at me."Ready?" he asked."Not yet.""Want to wait?""No."He nodded. He got out of the car and walked around to my side and opened the door for me. We walked into the prison together.---My father was already sitting at the table when we walked in.He looked older than he had the last time. Thinner. There was a greyness to his skin that hadn't been there before and his hands, folded on the table in front of him, looked smaller somehow. He looked up when we entered and something in
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