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Chapter 167: Lincoln

Author: Holly S. Roberts
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I have forty-eight hours to deliver my report to the district attorney's office. They press the formal charges. The next step will be presenting my case to the Grand Jury so they can decide if I have enough evidence to move forward. If I don't have my report in, Terry walks and the process starts over while he's a free man.

With report and case file in hand, I carry it into the district attorney's office with time to spare. I bring the entire case file to answer additional questions while the report is reviewed.

It goes smoothly. I head to JFCR offices to pick up Shelby. She insisted on going into work and having a normal day. I didn't tell her it would be far from normal with the media blasting what happened.

She looks frazzled and relieved when I walk through the front door. She grabs her purse and leaves a group of people surrounding her desk. "I need to get out of here," she whispers. I place my arm around her waist and we walk out. "My parents are requesting us at their home for d
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