Chapter 4
Abby stared at her screen like she could burn a hole though it with her eyes. A week of monitoring this jackass, and so far they hadn’t turned up anything the judge would accept. The rational side of her understood why. They needed the conviction to stick. They didn’t want the narrative to be that the Boston Police Department was running around framing folks for murder.
The side of herself that had a frightened, strong, talented, and beautiful woman depending on her to keep her safe was incensed. Neither side could do much about the problem. Apparently, Jack needed to attack Paige in front of multiple witnesses—preferably white male witnesses of impeccable character with no history of drug or alcohol use whatsoever—before Judge Harris would consider signing off on a warrant.
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