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“You son of a bitch!”

Zeke and Julian block him just in time, shoving him back before he reaches me. Richard’s shouting, spittle flying as he thrashes against their hold.

“This isn’t over, Hayes!” he bellows. “I swear to God, you’ll rot in that damn cell! You think you can play games with me? I will ruin you!”

I step forward, the anger boiling over, burning through every rational thought. “Oh, shu