All Chapters of BEHIND OFFICE DOORS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: ROADS TO JUSTICE.

Jerry's entire body was tense, vibrating with an undercurrent of furious energy, a shadow of emotions that threatened to explode forth. His jaw was tightly held while looking at Fred. Every molecule in Jerry's body cried to be liberated, for his fist to smash down on Fred's smug face, but he held back and breathed through the blazing, molten anger that surged hot and rough within him.Jerry stepped closer to Fred, his voice low but sharp, each word slicing through the tense air like a blade. "Stick to our deal, and we won't have a problem," he said, his tone carrying an edge that left no room for argument. His piercing gaze bore into Fred's, making it clear he wasn't bluffing.As he turned to leave, Jerry's shoulder deliberately collided with Fred's in a move that was part warning, part challenge. The contact was firm and intentional, a physical punctuation to his words.Without a glance back, Jerry strode towards the door, purposeful and heavy with anger. He stormed out of the room

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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: THE HOUR OF RECKONING.

As they curved into Hoover Street, the car began to slow, tires crunching softly over loose gravel. The neighborhood around was heavy with silence, an unsettling feel in contrast to the throbbing tension inside the vehicle.Jerry leaned forward, his sharp eyes scanning the identical facades of the apartments that lined the street like silent patrols.“There,” he said, his voice low and firm, as his finger pointed to a weathered brick building, ivy creeping stubbornly up its walls. “Here it is," Jerry added once again, quieter now, as if he was trying to keep it from waking the shadows behind the curtains of the apartment.The driver drove to a slow stop, the humming of the motor fading into the street's stillness. No one moved for a second. The air was heavy with silence inside the car, wrapped with a blanket of apprehension, as if every soul present was braced for what lay ahead."Everybody out! Now!" barked the sheriff, his voice sharp and commanding, slicing through the taut silenc

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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: THE COMPELLED CONFESSION.

Mary’s hand moved slowly, a quick flick of her fingers behind her back, a silent command for the two women lingering in the doorway to run back. Her movements were smooth but deliberate, an act born out of instinct rather than conscious thought. Her mind raced as she locked eyes with the young officer standing before her, his stance firm, his gaze locked on her. She knew she was caught. The sinking feeling in her stomach confirmed it, a lead weight dragging her down. This wasn’t the first time Mary had flirted with trouble, but this… this felt different. She could sense the walls closing in. Her two friends, Rose and Sarah, hovered behind her, their faces a mix of confusion and concern. They didn’t yet understand the gravity of the situation. Mary could see it in their casual postures, in the way Sarah absently chewed her gum, and how Rose's arms were crossed as if this were some minor inconvenience. They don’t get it, Mary thought bitterly. But I do. “Go,” Mary mouthed silentl

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: TIES THAT BIND.

The air was thick with an unspoken tension, the faint hum of passing traffic punctuating the moment. Laura froze, her heart skipping a beat as her eyes met the gaze of Jack standing a few steps behind them. His presence was both startling and surreal, like a ghost from a dream she hadn’t expected to revisit.Her eyes remained glued to him.Jack stood a few paces behind them, his figure small yet impossibly striking against the muted backdrop of the city. His wide eyes held a strange intensity, their depths filled with recognition and something else, something unnameable. The faint smile on his lips was disarming, but it carried an undercurrent of vulnerability, as if he, too, was unsure of his place in this reunion.His presence was startling, almost surreal, like a phantom stepping out of her past. The memory of that chaotic day at the cafe resurfaced with vivid clarity: the angry mob, the boy’s terrified cries, and her own instinctive leap to shield him. Seeing Jack now, standing w

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: THE CALM BEFORE THE FURY.

Jerry carefully pushed the door open, the soft creak of the hinges betraying their arrival. He and Laura stepped into the room, but Mr. Tim remained utterly still. His fingers tapped a rhythm across the keys of his laptop, immersed in whatever absorbed his concentration. Not a glance acknowledged his visitors with his full concentration on the screen. The room hushed thickly, as if he could not notice them at all, with an unusual tension hanging above as Jerry and Laura stared at each other, waiting for what would come next.“Good… Good morning, Mr. Tim,” Jerry greeted in a low, measured tone, taking a step closer to the desk. His voice carried an edge of uncertainty, a subtle sign of the tension hanging in the air.“Good morning, sir,” Laura added, her words quieter but no less polite, as she followed Jerry closely behind. Her eyes briefly flickered over Mr. Tim, noting the cold detachment in his posture, and the palpable silence that filled the room. The weight of the moment pres

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: HEATED GROUNDS.

Laura's voice pitched high and furious, while she glared at the woman before her. "What are you doing here?" Her demand came, her body shaking with fury as she tightened her fists, signaling that she wouldn't hold back from fighting, controlling her emotions by some margin. Laura's patience had reached its limit; the boiling tension on her conscience pushed her to the edge. She no longer bothered about what would happen next, the decision to rise and retaliate was set in concrete. Her patience with all their fuss had expired, and now she was ready to fight back and put all the instigators back in their place.The woman standing before Laura was no stranger; she was one of Mary’s friends, someone they had encountered at the station earlier that day. Her presence now felt like an unwelcome intrusion.“What am I doing here? The real question is, what are you doing here, Laura?” She shot back, her tone dripping with arrogance. A smirk played on her lips as she raised her shoulders in a s

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: THREADS OF SCANDAL.

"Sarah knows Fred?" Jerry whispered to Laura, both shaking their heads in disbelief and disgust. The realization hung in the air, heavy and uncomfortable.Fred, noticing Sarah approaching him with eager steps, instinctively tried to create some distance, but it was futile.Sarah was already all over him, her hands touching him casually as if nothing were wrong. Fred's discomfort was evident, but his attempts to pull away were weak against her relentless advances. The scene was awkward, filled with tension, as Jerry and Laura watched, unable to look away from the unfolding mess. The drama seemed endless.“Baby! It’s me… Sarah! From the other night,” Sarah purred, twirling her hair with her fingers and biting her lips slowly in a provocative gesture. She then reached forward, pulling Fred’s tie slowly, causing him to stagger slightly. Nothing but tension could be seen as she leaned forward. "Sarah... what do you want?" Fred whispered, his voice tight with discomfort. He ran a hand thr

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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: UNMASKING THE MONSTER.

Fred’s piercing glare locked onto Helen, sharp enough to cut through the tension hanging in the air. Each step he took toward her was deliberate, his presence imposing.“You see,” he began, his tone dripping with disdain, “the thing about you… poor, homeless people, is that you’re never grateful.”His voice was low, measured, yet brimming with contempt, each word aimed like a dagger. His eyes bore into her, unblinking, as if daring her to respond. The room seemed to shrink around them, suffocating from the weight of his scornful words. Helen held her ground, her fists clenched.“Step back, Fred!” Jerry’s voice was firm, cutting through the tension. He shifted slightly, positioning himself as a shield, signaling Helen to retreat behind him.Fred halted, a bitter smirk curling his lips. “Jerry… you,” he drawled, his tone mocking, “you’re always in my business.” He took a deliberate pause, letting the words hang in the air. “When do you plan on minding your own business in my home?”.Fre

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CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: THE BURDEN OF SECRETS.

“Laura… wait, it’s not wh - what you think,” Helen stammered, her voice cracking. She ripped herself away from Jerry's arms, her heart racing as she ran toward Laura. Her eyes flowed with tears, obscuring her view as she hurried around frantically.Each tear dropping felt as if they weighed down her chest. It was evident that there was nothing left in her name. She could not take the idea of Laura judging her as a traitor and unworthy of trust further. When she was approaching Laura, guilt was numbing her. Her brain was riddled with images of Laura looking at her, seeing her weak, broken, and utterly worthless.Laura had been waiting for Jerry to call for dinner, and with her stomach growling out of hunger, she had simply just concluded that she was not going to wait anymore, but to find him. She walked down the hallway until she reached his doorstep and paused, hearing loud voices inside. Curiosity twisted her legs, and she stood silently there, pressing her ear against the door.Th

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CHAPTER FOURTY: THE BURDEN OF BLOOD.

Jerry shut the door carefully behind him, his movements precise and deliberate, sensing the weight of Mr. Tim’s tone. As instructed, he took the seat in front of his boss, his sharp eyes scanning Mr. Tim’s demeanor. Something about it was off. Mr. Tim sat hunched forward, his usually composed expression replaced with a mix of unease and resolve.The man's presence was studied in silence by Jerry; an atmosphere of unargued tension filled the room. The recurrent hum of the indoor air conditioning seemed doubled in the hush. Mr Tim's hands were laying flat on the desk, his fingers flickering slightly, indicating little breaches of his nervousness."Jerry," Mr Tim started in a low but steady voice.Jerry leaned in instinctively, resting his folded arms on the desk between them. His posture mirrored Mr. Tim’s, but his gaze remained steady, focused, searching.“Yes, sir?” He prompted softly, sensing this wasn’t the time for casual conversation.Mr. Tim took a deep breath, his eyes briefly m

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