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052: Goodbye
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ANYA As I followed Hunter out of the station, a bitter laugh almost escaped my lips. The same evidence Evan’s uncle had just dismissed was the one Evans had been so sure would bring Hunter down. That video, the one I had clung to like a lifeline, was supposed to be the proof we needed. Proof that Hunter could kill without batting an eyelid. And yet, here we were. The police chief didn’t even try to question my words, didn’t bother to dig deeper, to call Evan’s friend, to verify anything. The evidence was right there, but it didn’t matter. He let Hunter walk free, speaking to him with so much respect, almost like he was afraid of him. I had thought coming here would bring justice, but all it did was show me how powerless I really was. I felt stupid. I had believed, foolishly, that the truth would be enough. That the law would do what it was meant to do. That justice would stand tall, unshaken. But reality was much colder. The law bent for men like Hunter. It didn’t protect pe
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ANYA I sat across from the police chief, my hands trembling as I clutched my phone. My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to stay composed. What I was about to do was quite difficult for me but Hunter had left me no choice. Just as the chief opened his mouth to speak, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. It was Evans’ mother. My throat tightened as I excused myself and answered the call. “Mrs. Moore?” Her voice came through the line, broken and trembling. “Anya... what happened to my son? They won’t tell me much. Is he... is he going to make it?” I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “He’s been stabilized already. His condition was critical before but the doctors told me he is out of danger.” She broke into sobs, the sound tearing through me like a knife. “Why would anyone do this to him? Evans is such a good boy. He never hurt anyone.” Tears welled up in my eyes, but I blinked them away. “I promise you, Mrs. More, I’ll make sure whoever did
