Frame Me Twice? No Way, Ma'am
Stanley Porter, my wife Jessica Evans’ close male friend, and I are both competing to be the next fire captain.
In my first lifetime, I was chosen by a unanimous vote. On my very first night on duty as captain, Jessica came over to the fire station to celebrate with me.
Sticking to my duties as captain, I didn't touch a single drop of alcohol. Yet, after drinking the chicken soup Jessica gave me, I fell into a deep sleep.
That night, a massive fire broke out in the old district, resulting in the deaths of 58 people.
Because I missed the station's alarm, I was accused of dereliction of duty and labeled as the main person responsible for the tragedy. The enraged families of the victims end
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