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from stone. Behind him came two deputies, my attorney Claire Bennett, and a woman in a navy suit carrying a leather folder.
Caleb’s mouth opened, but no sound came out.
Daniel stopped beside me. “Marianne, do you want to press charges?”
Two hundred guests went silent.
Caleb laughed once, too loud. “This is ridiculous. It was a family disagreement.”
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