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No headlights. “For now.”
He clutched the ledger, grinning through his fear. “We got it.”
I squeezed his shoulder. “We got it.”
Part 4: Justice
We drove straight through the night to Judge Halloway’s house, crossing the county line as the sun rose.
Judge Halloway examined the ledger with terrifying focus. It was all there—every bribe, every forged deed,continue reading …
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