Chapter 1 · free to read
Three years ago they took my name, my daughter's trust, and my freedom. Tonight I take everything back.
Neon on the glass and a face reflected in it that nobody in that city had seen in three years.
Sodium light, low ceiling, and a level chosen because the cameras end one floor above.
The evidence that was 'destroyed.' Taped back together, line by line, for three years.
Artwork and narration generated with AI.