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Hugh barely kept from laughing out loud as William, aka Bill, Vickers, the lawyer for Wilt Wickerwood, gushed about his client’s importance to the community.
Wickerwood looked like a different person as he sat at the table across the room from Hugh. No one would recognize the affluent Almighty with overlong hair and wearing tattered and worn clothes, but no matter how he looked, the male was a rich p*****t who needed to stay in prison.
Hugh glanced over the crowd, his eyes lingering for a moment on Professor Conguise who sat in the front row. He’d done everything he could to keep Conguise in jail, but there’d been nothing on Level Five except expensive lab equipment when he’d sent his team to raid the laboratory. All the mutated creatures he’d seen when he’d saved Tim had dis
