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hands off me! Do you know who I am? My father owns half this county!” she shrieked, her face contorted with rage.
“Not anymore, ma’am,” the detective said calmly, producing handcuffs. “You have the right to remain silent…”
The metallic click-click of the cuffs echoed through the chapel with the finality of a cell door slamming shut. Liam walked over continue reading …
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