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“I need concrete evidence. Dates, shipments, names. Bring me something solid enough to put Nero Moretti in a federal supermax for the rest of his life.” "And if I do?" My voice trembles. "What happens to me?" "Witness Protection," he answers immediately. "You get new identities. A house in a state where no one knows you. You and your sister get set up for life." My sister. She’s motivation enough to do this. I grip the phone tighter. "Okay. I'll do it."

" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" "Manageable," I repeated. "That's the best-case scenario? Manageable danger instead of imminent danger?" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "For now, yes. But Adrian, people in witness protection build lives. Build families. Live full, normal lives even with managed risk. It's possible. You just have to be willing to accept some level of ongoing caution." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "And you? Are you willing to accept ongoing caution? Or are you planning to move on to the next client once this immediate crisis is over?"

“Nodes even I couldn’t touch. You’ll need more than this to bury him.” Julian folded the folder under one arm. “Then why give it at all?” Her voice was quiet now. “Because I want out. And I want protection.” Julian waited. “You want asylum.” She shook her head again. “I want erasure. A new file. New number. New name. Gone. Vanished. Witness protection. Or something close.” Julian considered that. Then said, “You’re not a whistleblower.” “I’m a survivor.” Julian stepped closer.

Millicent murmured in a whisper, even though she knew they were alone “But don’t let Cassidy know that everyone has figured out that he’s practically living with her. She’s still not over her denial about them being in a relationship, and frankly, I think Dominic is doing a great job of slowly preparing her for the reality that she’s in love with him again. I don’t want to ruin it by letting her know she’s not fooling anyone when she says she can’t work any more overtime because there’s a leak problem in her apartment that she needs to deal with.” “I couldn’t be more grateful to her. At least now there’s someone else to put up with that idiot’s blabbering.” Isaac grumbled “And as for Vincent

"Perhaps we can explore witness protection programs? It's not just for mob movies, you know." ‌ Cathari's deadpan response cut through the conversation. "Witness protection, because nothing says 'peace of mind' like relocating to an undisclosed location with a new identity." ‌ Kevin, ever the diplomat, chimed in. "All joking aside, we need to think creatively. We need to show these witnesses that their bravery will be rewarded, and that they won't be left alone to face the storm." ‌ Vasky nodded, his eyes lighting up with a nerdy spark. "Yes, a media campaign highlighting their heroism could deter anyone from harming them."

“Why don’t we just let it go? Ultimately, they must have testified for the right side if they became protected witnesses.” “Actually, they got discredited and went into WITSEC for their own safety, not because of anything heroic they did,” Will responded.

Swiping my hair from my face, sniffling back tears, I leveled him with a look, “This witness protection thing, I don’t care how the place will look like, where the place will be, i—I just can’t be there with people I don’t trust, with people I-I don’t know. With everything that happened with Michael, the last thing I want to do is be with people I don’t know, be protected by people who might want to kill me at any second. Point is, I’ll agree to go or hide under witness protection under one condition” He didn’t seem surprised, not that I had ever seen him surprised in the first place.

Even if the idea of Hudson returning home causes my heart to shake. Hudson would fly back to Maine, but at least my life could go back to normal. I need a little normal. If I even remember what normal could be in my life. Ben shakes his head and any excitement I worked up over the last forty seconds expires. "As a cop I hate to admit this, but I don't know, Amanda. I can't do witness protection because you can't testify to anything in court. But the criminals aren't aware of how little you saw. In fact, the criminals know more than us at this point."

Recovered text from Rafael’s father’s investigation. ⸻ WITNESS LOCATION UNKNOWN SUBJECT PLACED UNDER PROTECTION ⸻ Dianne felt her chest tighten. Protection. That word had shaped the last twenty years of her life. ⸻ Lucian zoomed further into the recovered file. “There’s another note.” “What note?” Rafael asked. ⸻ Lucian read it slowly. “If the witness is discovered by the wrong party, the entire operation collapses.” ⸻ Rafael stared at the screen. The message was clear.

If I went to the police with what I knew. They could take me into hiding. What was it called again? The witness protection program. I would be safe and he would be behind bars forever. Or would he? Who's to know if he didn't have contacts at the federal level. An assassin like him had to work for a higher power who was probably under another higher power. I wasn't going to remain alive very long, witness protection or not. But if I stayed, I had a, maybe fifty percent chance of living. Isabelle was waiting. Very patiently. Her hazel eyes held a note of tenderness but also determination. She was going to fight for and with me no matter what.