Chapter Two Hundred Two

Sephie

I smiled at them as we walked closer, watching them relax knowing I was okay. “Hope you guys didn’t want burritos again anytime soon. It’s going to be a while before I’m okay with that idea,” I said as we walked back into the office.

This time, Adrik sat on the couch and I sat in between his legs, his arms wrapped around me. Jason looked sympathetic when he said, “I ha te vomiting. Ha te it worse than anything in the world. But I’m guessing by that reaction, we nailed what he looks like?”

I nodded my head. “That’s him. He’s probably older now, though. It was 8 years ago when it happened.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Will said. “We’ve got software that can digitally age a person. We’ll make a few variations of how he might be aging to see if people recognize him.”

Jason looked at me, a serious look on his face. “Sephie, where is your uncle now? You know you can press charges against him. right?”

I froze. I felt Adrik hold me tighter. Jason noticed, adding, “you said he used to beat you. He needs to be brought to justice, Sephie. He shouldn’t get away with that.”

Jason looked at me, somewhat confused. “He’s dead. I killed him,” I said as I stood up. I lifted my shirt over my head, turning my back to them. “I had to, or he

at my back. Ryan, who hadn’t

again holding me tightly. Jason, who was still somewhat speechless, was trying to find words. Ivan spoke up, asking “the commissioner said

was once again snapped back to reality. He looked to Ivan, nodding his head. “We brought a few boxes with us, but there’s more at the station. Ten years’ worth of information on this guy, to be exact. You can look through all of it. The commissioner made it clear we were to

stories, just like yours and some that

right away. Will readily handed it over. “We’ll send the ag ed version to

Andrei, and said in Russian, “hold onto her until they’re gone.” Andrei nodded once, reached over, and pulled me to him again. I curled up against his side, with his glant arm over

curious. “Why are you so worried, spider monkey?” he asked me quietly, still speaking Russian. Misha, who was close enough to hear the question,

my hand back inakde. Recognition spread over his face. “No unnecessary questions,” I said,

to me and said, “you were born for this

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a few meetings. Ivan and Viktor also needed time to get the doctor’s picture out to their people. Will had sent over the ag ed version of the doctor the previous evening, as promised. They gave both versions to their people, hoping that someone would recognize him.

Adrik’s office on our way back from the gym, just because I had a feeling his schedule had changed yet again. Not long after we walked into his office, Andy walked in. He nodded to Andrei and Misha, then walked to Adrik, his hand extended. As he went to sit down across from Adrik’s desk, he noticed the picture

do you have Dr. Moretti’s picture?” he asked.

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