“I’ll find a way.” Grace’s tone left no room for doubt. “I’ve found a new witness. Your landlord, Miss Holt, can testify for you.”I still did not understand.…The next few days were agonizing.Time dragged inside the detention center, and the atmosphere grew heavier with each passing hour. I could feel the unseen hostility closing in on me.Even the cell leader’s gaze shifted from sympathy to avoidance.Just when I thought I might die in that place, something happened.It was just as she said.Ms. Holt was persuaded, the procuratorate intervened, Officer Wright was suspended, and I was released on bail. It felt like a crack had finally been forced open in a sealed wall.Grace said, “We need to go to your apartment immediately and retrieve the evidence.”We took a taxi back to the complex where everything had started, where the nightmare began. The familiar air carried a faint, suffocating heaviness. I stood in front of the door as the key slid into the lock.My fingers tig
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