Bryson’s voice was steady and even, a stark contrast to Hannah’s unbridled fury.

He gently but firmly pressed her hand down, his gaze unwavering.

“We have time,” he said, his words cutting through the tension like a knife.

Hannah’s chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her voice quivering with barely concealed rage.

“Tell me what you know!”

Maryam struggled to catch her breath as she raised her head, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.

Her eyes met Hannah’s, and she said in a voice barely above a whisper, “Wallace… He was the one who killed your mother.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and a deafening silence descended over the room.

Hannah’s eyes were like frozen chips of steel, and her voice was eerily calm.

“Evidence,” she repeated, the word coming out Like a low growl.

“I want proof.

Maryam said, her voice trembling slightly, “He kept you from finding out the truth about your mother’s death.

He wouldn’t let you get close to the case, no matter what you did, right? He killed her because she knew too much.

She had information he didn’t want anyone to know.

And I lied.

I’m not your sister.

Amelie and Wallace had me committed.

psychiatric hospital, ready

replace you with me, and no one would ever

me there, waiting for the

Winston exclaimed, his

Moore, don’t

working

Compton for years.

you all this

find anyone who can

Maryam’s laugh was

in the

don’t know the

Mr.

searching for her for years, but not

just wants her to be completely

just wanted to get away from them, so

as my escape

be drawn to me, so I played

to Hannah, her

can doubt my words and

me now,

shot Maryam a cold look, then turned on her heel and

she ordered, her

the villa, Winston hurried to

Do you really think she was telling the

be some truth

should hear her out, but with caution,”

certainly not like that!” Winston

from the villa

a wave of his hand, he sent

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