Chapter 1813

20 years had dulled Juan's memory of Stanley, a small potato.

"He's at school," Debra said.

Juan felt a shiver down his spine. Solomon caught the vibe, bolted from his seat, and tore out of the room.

Juan was right behind him.

The students swapped looks, unsure what was going on.

At the school gate, a guard waved at Stanley. "Leaving early today, Mr. Copeland?"

got family stuff to handle,"

the backseat, Lillian was out cold from

pay for

Solomon hit the empty office, realizing Stanley had

school. Sirens screamed outside

at the windows gawked, thinking it

is Farrah?"

but they just brushed it off. All their attention was on


the city

piled on chairs, and a framed photo of Stanley and Rosalie sat on the table. In the photo,

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