Ready for war
Genevieve I stood in the middle of my apartment, the silence ringing loud in my ears, the weight of everything crushing down like concrete on my chest. I had all the pieces now. Every thread unraveled and knotted together into something uglier than I could’ve imagined. My father—a murderer. My love—a fugitive. My past—a lie. And now, the future… mine to choose. I paced, my mind screaming at me from all sides. I had the power to bring my father down. As a detective, I could walk straight into the precinct, hand over every file, every picture, every string of data Saint Laurent had left in his vault of secrets. I could be the hero. The girl who exposed the beloved mayor of Willhound. The one who stopped a monster in a suit. But I would also be the girl who destroyed her own family. My
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