PART2: My son raised his hand at me for my bakery. The next morning, I served coffee
 and justice quietly arrived with it.

Detective Jenkins was incredibly faster. She moved with a terrifying, practiced efficiency, closing the distance between the kitchen door and the table in two massive strides. Before Julian’s fingers could …

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