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Emily Monroe
My legs tapped continuously as I looked at the barred iron in front of me. The cuffs in my hands had been removed and my father and I had been thrown into the same cell.
I knew stiles was still in the station because I could hear his voice loud and clear as he argued with the officers.
Mona being my assistant had called my lawyer and he was taking the next flight here as I waited patiently.
My father throughout this ordeal stayed quiet. He had not tried to argue to drag words with the officers which infuriated me. This was a man guilty of the cruel charged against him.
But yet, I wanted to know why. Why had he used me as a means to cover up his illegal activities. Why?! Now my name was tarnished forever.
I was sure this had already gotten to the blogs because the n
