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through it.
And as I breathed, the fear became something else.
It became certainty.
I picked up my phone and called Ranata.
“They came to the house,” I said. “I have things to tell you.”
The trial date was set for a Thursday in late September.
Ranata had spent the preceding six weeks in a state of quiet, devastating preparation.
Gerald Park had completed continue reading …
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