The Hidden Seeds Of A Gangster

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lay weakly in the car seat. His breath was ragged before he finall

ssly taken by a man she didn't even know. Overcome with fear and deep shame, Grace struggled to get out of the car, her steps unstead

or even see the face of th

through her body. Her sobs grew louder, but the place was too deserted-n

eyes, his head throbbing painfully. He massaged hi

gradually cleared, and the surroundings became sharper. He turned his head and s

Suddenly, vague memories from the previous night began to surfa

I remember anything?" His mind raced, trying to piec

on the floor of the car. A broken bracelet. He picked it up carefully, in

ing into his heart and mind. Ethan stare

? Is she Asian?" he whi

continued, still fixated on the brac

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oper, the man seated in the defendant's chair. His hands were shackled, and the prison uniform he wore added a darker aura

s whispering amongst themselves, spec

g as she presented the charges against the accused. Every word s

pect committed assault and murder against the victi

hem. "Your Honor! The murder weapon found at the scene contains the suspect's

, finally lifted his head, glaring at Pr

n I arrived, they were already dead. Do you really think I'd be stupid enough to kill someone i

omposed. She met Ethan's glare

their crimes," she replied firmly.

e reflected unmistakable delight, as if he relished Ethan's

cott," he growled, his voice laced with rage. "You were

judge commanded, striking

erce. "Are you refusing to suspect him just because he's a gover

innocence," she stated coldly. "You are the owner of the nightclub, and yet you had the heart to ass

tred. "Believe it or not, I will kill you too!" His voice c

etween them suffocating. The defendant had just issued

that courtroom

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ered between them, something neit