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Bernadette Is More Fitting.

“I’m not sorry,” I exclaim abruptly, observing as Janice lifts her hand to touch her blushing cheek, which bears the outline of my hand on her pale skin.

She glares back at me with her mouth forming an O-like shape, her blue irises light up with rage.

“How dare you come into my house and put your hands on me!” She shrieks with wide eyes, disgusted by my actions. “I will have you arrested for assault.”

I snicker with my brows drawing together as I look at her in a whole new light.

— She can’t be serious right now? — I think to myself.

But I’ll call her bluff, it’s not like I have anything to lose anyway.

“Go on then,” I spit out as I pull my phone out of my bag and hand it to her. “I think you should also inform the authorities about the officer and judge you paid off regarding my brother and Sawyer’s death while you have them on the phone. I’m also pretty adamant that they’ll be genuinely interested to hear all about your good old friend Eileen. Who sexually assaulted then pimped your
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