Days later, Eric was in his office, absorbed in the blueprints of his new project. The design of the building complex unfolded on his screen, a puzzle of lines and angles that completely consumed him. It was his way of channeling anxiety and pain into something productive, building a future that felt as solid as concrete.The door swung open abruptly, and his secretary, Daniela Montero, appeared. She looked worried, her face pale and her shoulders tense."Mr. Harrington," she said, her voice barely a whisper, "you're being requested on the phone."The formality in her tone, which was usually so cheerful, told Eric that something was wrong. He laid his pencil down on the desk and picked up the receiver she offered him."I'm Detective Smith," a grave voice said on the other end of the line. "I'm calling to inform you that, with the evidence you provided and the confession from the men who kidnapped Ms. Bianca five and a half years ago, we have managed to gather enough proof to charge yo
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