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grabbed him before he crossed the rug. The click of the handcuffs sounded so sharp that the whole room seemed to freeze around it.

Richard pointed at me. “You planned this.”

“Yes.”

“You vindictive old woman.”

I stepped nearer. “You trained your son to believe women were property. I simply let him demonstrate it on camera.”

Lila handed him another document.continue reading …