Before the defense attorney could even speak, a commotion erupted at the back of the courtroom.
The heavy doors banged open.
Captain Davis, the head of Internal Affairs and the woman who had secretly shielded these men for years, rushed in.
But she wasn’t alone.
She was flanked by federal agents.
And then came the twist they never saw coming.
Officer Marcus Hayes, Vance’s former partner, stepped out from behind the agents, clutching a thick black ledger.
Vance had always thought Hayes was too cowardly to speak up.
But seeing me on that bench, battered but unbowed, gave Hayes the courage he needed.
“Your Honor,” the federal prosecutor announced, stepping forward.
“We have new evidence to submit. And we believe the defendants are a severe flight risk.”
Vance shot out of his chair, panic completely overriding his senses.
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