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Exhibit C, Your Honor.”
Judge Henderson flipped to Exhibit C in the document stack. His eyebrows shot up toward his hairline. “My God,” he muttered.
Garrison Ford was flipping through the pages frantically, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. “Your Honor, we… we haven’t had adequate time to review this evidence. This is an ambush! This violates continue reading …
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