His Wife, The Secret Forensic Genius
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his voice echoing in the holl
round. "I di
e to the cold marble floor. My protest was a u
her tool of brutal discipline. The first lash tore through the skin on my back. A sha
demanded, his face
choked out, the word
was a fresh wave of fire, tearing
issed, his face close to mi
tstretched, pleading for them to stop
simply ordered her hauled from the r
their words became a nightmarish chorus
No water. No medical care. The pain was a living en
aughing with her. Promising her the world. Every sound was
m my room. They were in the living room, planning a yacht trip for Halei
sk of saccharine concern. She rushed to my side, grab
th tears. "Please," she whimpered to the men. "I f
apped at me. "She's your sister.
he salt in the air was agony on
l descended, the wind tipping the grill over, sendi
human shield around Haleigh, protecting her
ss. Flames erupted, engulfing my legs. I l
e too busy fussing over a sin
flames with his jacket and his own body, his actions a
r even lo
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