Chapter 157 The Machine

***Hazel***

My hands are shaking. Not enough to stop me from clicking the emails. But enough that I notice it.

Enough that Jocelyn notices too. "You okay?" she asks quietly beside me.

No. Not even a little. But I nod anyway and open the first email thread between Blair and Judge Arthur Prentiss.

At first glance? It looks boring. Professional. Administrative. Almost painfully normal.

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