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Chapter 40: HIS SIDE PIECE

Author: Ava laurent
last update publish date: 2026-07-13 21:00:11

NILAH

The morning sun cut through the courthouse. I walked down the wide, sterile corridor toward the secure witness waiting rooms, the heels of my black shoes clicking loudly against the stone surface.

I held the black leather folder containing the copies of the decrypted server logs tightly against my ribs, my fingers digging into the stiff material until my knuckles turned white. My grand jury testimony was scheduled for exactly ten o'clock, and the district attorney's team had instructed m
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