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Ch. 78 MADMAN

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-22 23:44:23

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Stefano tossed and turned on the ice-cold floor of his old rundown mansion, wrapped in a torn, dirty blanket. Even the smallest movement caused sharp pains to burn through his body, and a sharper pain pierced his head as it hit a burnt microwave, waking him up from his sleep.

His eyes snapped open as he came back to reality; just the other day he was doing well professionally, and he was living in this mansion with his daughter, but now it was gone and all that remained was ashes.

As he wrapped his arms around himself for warmth, the sound of loud footsteps approaching broke the silence. He jumped to his feet, feeling fear hit him in the belly, prepared to run through a broken window when a voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Are you Mr. Stefano Navarra, the famous prosecutor?"

Stefano froze, one of his legs already over the window frame. His gaze landed on a group of police officers, led by Hawk, the man he’d once considered a friend.

His jaw tightened as he glared at Hawk
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