The Senator's Shame: A Scandal Of The Soul

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em, a wave of chrome and black leather, their engines screaming defiance.

it was a swift, brutal, and organized takedown. The corporate militia, so confident mom

is. "Wrecking Ball" Rufus Lester, President of the Iron To

n my hand, the butchered tattoo on my shoulder, the spike in my foot. A muscle in his jaw cl

. He carefully wrapped his arms around me, cradling me again

from her foot with a single, powerful pull, ignoring her cry of pain because he knew it had to be done. He gently

of our heritage, our people. They were the unofficial guar

smell of antiseptic replaced the stench of the cannery. My hand and foot were bandaged,

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o was watching over Gabrielle. "We created it. A front. We hir

him, confu

nd Brian. They owned you, controlled you. We've been watching for years, seeing how they used y

litia, you made that choice. You broke their hold over you. We had to make it real, Jo. We had to let them

nightmare. They had allowed us to be tortured. But they had done it to

alist, one who hadn't been bought by Andrew's family, had been at the cannery. She hadn'

wed Molly Johns, not being captured, but calmly walking into the cannery,

w seeing the unedited truth. The heroic rescue was a sham. The victims were the villains, and the v