Camilla

I climbed in the front seat of the car, while Michael started the engine. He looked at his phone one more time before heading off.

I pulled my knees up close to my chest after buckling up and tried to mentally prepare myself for whatever we might be facing. I kept thinking about Liz; everything we were doing was for her, in order to protect her and get justice for her.

I couldn’t let Phil get away with everything he had done.

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