D.P.O’S POV“Okay, Mr McKinney. I'll be there in a jiffy.” Cold sweats streamed down my face as the words glided down my tongue. The tension in the room intensified as my chest heaved and my fingers— my unresting fingers, grabbed a gun for comfort. The matte texture of the gun scraped against my clammy palms as my fingers wrapped around it even more.“That's good to hear. How long will it take you to get to the mansion?” The president's voice glided into my ears with a beam as my chest heaved and shallow puffs of air rolled out of my pursed lips.My heart raced in my chest as his words replayed in my head. Fear streamed into my veins as anxiety snaked in, edged with nothing but dark gleams of terror. If the board heard of what I did, I could lose my license, my post and my reputation. And worse still, that bastard, Lucas would run free while I received the backlash that would come when the entire world got to know that I, a reputable D.P.O orchestrated the escape of a dangerous crimi
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