"Word is, Florence completely lost it that day. She really thought her son was the only heir of the Crater family. Turns out, it was all a joke."I paused mid-bite, then popped a piece of meat into my mouth.Her supposed trump card had been a joke from the start.This world was never just black and white. I thought this chapter was closed, until that afternoon happened.I had just stepped out of the forensic center when the roar of an engine ripped through the air behind me. The sound grew louder as it closed in on me, carrying a reckless, almost desperate fury.I instinctively turned.A massive truck barreled straight toward me, and behind the wheel was Florence, her face twisted with rage and madness.In a flash, I dove to the side.With a loud boom, the truck roared past me, almost grazing my skin. It slammed into the metal guardrail, crumpling the front end. In the next second, smoke curled from the engine.Florence collapsed onto the steering wheel unconscious, blood
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