so many guilty players ...

… habit of clamming up suddenly. His face was blank. Maybe he was praying for this nightmare to end. I sure was, and I reckoned Doc Jonas felt the same. He’d been in up to his neck right from the start. Brad had called him in the night Steph died; an order, not a request. Doc had had to play ball -any routine autopsy would have found his drugs in Steph’s blood. Like the ones in Brad and me.
Once The New Boss Knew My Secret I Had to Obey Her
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Dec 18, 2022
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