VincentThe officers locked me inside a holding cell for obstruction of justice, and the heavy clang of the metal door echoed through the narrow corridor long after they had walked away. I stood there for a few seconds, staring at the bars before letting out a slow breath and lowering myself onto the hard bench. Cassia's lawyers had arrived almost immediately after my arrest, but despite their arguments and demands, the officers refused to release me. According to them, I would have to remain in custody until the following day while they completed their investigation. It was frustrating, but losing my temper now wouldn't help anyone. A little while later, Ronan was finally allowed to see me. He handed me a thick duvet, a pillow, and a bag containing a few necessities before sitting across from me with the same serious expression he had been wearing ever since the nightmare began. "Boss, I'll find a way to get you out tomorrow," he assured me, his voice calm but determined. "And...
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