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holding stolen cash in her hands.
I turned the phone toward her.
“Explain this.”
Her face drained white.
Then hardened instantly.
“You don’t understand,” she snapped. “I was trying to save you.”
“By framing my daughter?”
“She’s not your daughter!” Marisa exploded.
The room went completely silent.
“There it is,” I said quietly.
Marisa stepped closer, eyes blazing.continue reading …
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