**Hayes POV**The courtroom was deadly quiet, filled with tension and uncertainty. I sat in the second row, my hands holding Leylie's tight as I could feel her fingers trembling. I squeezed it tightly, trying to reassure her I wouldn't let go. Across the room, behind the defense table, Finnian Thorne looked like a ghost of the man he used to be. His expensive suits were gone, replaced by a simple button-down that looked two sizes too big for his sunken chest. Beside him, Blair sat still, her eyes fixed on the judge, her face filled with fear. The judge cleared her throat, the sound echoing off the high walls."Finnian Thorne," she began, her voice cold and devoid of mercy. "For the charge of tax fraud, you are sentenced to three years in federal prison."Finnian didn't flinch. He seemed to have expected it, but the judge wasn't finished."Furthermore, for your role in illegal border trafficking, including the proven counts of kidnapping and the horrific sexual abuse of those in your
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