Chapter 11
He never called back.
The second Willard bolted out after the hearing, his phone went straight to voicemail.
I stared at the ceiling all night. The streetlight outside cast cold shadows through my window, like prison bars. I counted the cracks in the plaster, replaying his exit over and over—that ...
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3. Chapter 3
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