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don't forget to be safe! He nodded reassuringly. "Don't worry. I've got it covered!" Comforted by his promise, I let myself be carried away. The fireworks of Christmas Eve sparkled on, mirroring the rising tide of my bliss. That night, I drifted off without realizing it. When I woke up, the room was bathed in morning light, and Luis was gone. As reality set in, a twinge of regret washed over me. I was supposed to be Yara's wingwoman, but then I wondered... What in the world had I gotten myself into? I picked up the clothes strewn across the floor, my cheeks hot with embarrassment.

Up until this point he had seemed almost bored with the interrogation. “We can put you under protective custody. Give you a new identity. Keep you out of harm's way until the trial,” John told the bookish man. Larry’s eyes lit up a bit at this. “You mean like in the movies? The FBI Witness Relocation program?” “Exactly! Just like in the movies,” John quickly agreed. “You’ll be completely safe.” “I’ve always wanted a new life,” Larry murmured thoughtfully, mulling over the idea. “Did you know that women don’t find accountant particularly exciting?” Larry turned to Jill as he asked this question.

“Good. We take him. Witness protection, relocation, identity change if needed. Corbin, get me the witness plan.” Corbin pulled out his tablet. “I’ll set up protective custody through the local unit. For international testimony we coordinate with the prosecutor. We should prepare relocation funds and housing under a false identity until the trial.” I said, “Do it. Secure him. Keep it quiet.” Percival added, “Legal will draft the witness agreement. We need signed declarations about identity change. Also, get him a new phone and no contact with anyone who could trace him back.” I felt the terror then, warm and crystalline. This would touch scores of men and institutions. People would react badl

“I’ll help expedite your witness protection. Today. You’ll be moved to a safe house, new identity papers tomorrow.” Her eyes widen. “Wait…new identity? What does that mean?” “That’s how witness protection works. You leave everything. Your name. Your wealth.” My gaze drills into her. She pales, shakes her head violently. “No. No…I don’t want it anymore. I don’t want to lose everything.” I smile. Cold. The same way you made Alexa lose it all. Only this time, you lose it for crimes you actually committed. “Then Dean and Ferdinand will book you. You just confessed.”

Be the witness, Yana. I am not afraid of those words again, even how much he threw threats and warnings at me, I will not have any second thoughts on checking everything out. If I have this role in this world of being the sole witness, then be it. Even if people would not believe in me, so be it. Right now, I cannot afford to be scared anymore. THE END. ---

Possessive. "Come for me," he growled I did. Screaming. Walls pulsing. Nails raking his back. He followed—deep, hard, groaning my name like a curse. We stayed like that—panting, joined, trembling. Then he pulled out. Disposed of the condom. Helped me sit up. "The whistleblower," he said quietly. "Elena. She's safe. Witness protection. New name. New life. She was never going to testify because she never had real proof. Just suspicions. I made sure she could disappear before anyone could hurt her."

“You stood there in that courtroom and said I knew about it.” “I had no choice,” he says, voice cracking. “They offered me witness protection or a bullet. You think I didn’t know what they did to people who got in his way?” I stare at him, trying to reconcile the man I once trusted with the one sitting before me, broken, half-alive, hiding under a new name. “Why contact me now?” He hesitates, then reaches into a drawer and pulls out a flash drive. It’s old worn, cracked, taped at the edges. He sets it on the desk between us.

"Testify against The Consilience, expose their operations, help us dismantle the organization that's using you. That's the only way to protect your family." "Protect them?" Evan's laugh carried bitter understanding. "The Consilience has infiltrated law enforcement, government agencies, witness protection programs. There's no safety from them, no protection that they can't penetrate. You think federal custody will save anyone I care about? You're naive." "Not naive," Damian corrected. "Determined. We've already exposed their trafficking networks, destroyed their Chicago facility, prevented their theft operations. We're dismantling them piece by piece, and your testimony accelerates that destr

"I can't live like this. Always wondering if today's the day someone grabs me off the street again. Always being a target because I love you." "I know," I said. "Detective Chen is already coordinating with witness protection. They can have you relocated within forty-eight hours. New name, new city, new life. They're very good at making people disappear." "Will I ever see you again?" Elena asked, and there were tears in her eyes now. "I don't know," I admitted. "Probably not. That's how witness protection works. Clean break, no contact, no traces back to your old life." "I hate this," Elena sobbed. "I hate that loving you means losing you."

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,