Chapter 42

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Leo's POV There’s nothing quite like waking up with your face splattered across every damn billboard in New York, labeled "Most Wanted" like I was some kind of urban legend. The goddamn media was having a field day, feeding on the blood they thought I spilled, twisting truths like it was their birthright and calling me all sort of twisted names , going as far as calling me a pedophile just to get the public's outrage. Wow! f*****g great to twh reputation I've been trying so hard to build for years. CNN, TMZ, hell—even the Weather Channel threw my mug up on the screen like a damn forecast of doom. I watched from the crack in the rusted door of this concrete s**t hole they dared to call a holding cell. It was more like a grave. Which station has these poor facilities? Even if I'm faci

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