Quin's POVHating your child was one thing.Trying to kill him was another.And that was the line Tyler’s mother had crossed.I sat alone in my office long after the rest of the house had gone quiet, the only light coming from the desk lamp and the soft blue glow of the monitors. Files covered every available surface—Jake’s reports, printed security stills, phone records, IP traces, and bank statements that had been highlighted, annotated, and re-annotated until the pages looked bruised.Every road led back to the same place.Tyler’s mother.I wanted to find a flaw. Not out of any lingering desire to protect her—I felt nothing but cold contempt for the woman—but because Tyler still needed the possibility of one. Despite years of manipulation, emotional abuse, threats, and relentless harassment, a part of him continued to hope she wasn’t capable of something this monstrous.Reality, unfortunately, did not care what any of us needed.The evidence was cold, brutal, and unforgiving. Multi
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