Chapter 203 The Perfect Scapegoat

ARES’S POV

At 6:10 that morning my father called me. He never calls that early. First thing he said was, “Are you at home?”

“I’m at home.”

“Somebody called me last night.”

It was a man he’d known for eleven years. My father made sure to say the guy wasn’t a friend. This was the kind of man who k...

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