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Let Walter hang him out to dry

He alht back

And somehow, someday, he’d win, too

Because he was the man’s son

He’d been raised to stand up to adversity To keep pushing forward until he tasted victory

Gabi moved into his peripheral vision A step in front of him

And he was re his innocence was not the biggest battle he had ahead of him

THE FRONT DOORS of the i opened and Walter Connelly, dressed in a suit and tie, came out alone His attorney wasn’t with him

The crowd pressed forward A couple of shouts rang out, questions, Gabrielle thought, but she couldn’t make the up to his, with Elliott behind her She tried to stay calm

From her distance, she couldn’t read the expression on the evil man’s face And feared that the day’s debacle was a direct result of her visit to hiot aith it He was all-powerful Or wanted the world to believe that, apparently

He was actually going to throw his son to the wolves

Before the grand jury had reached a decision

He was going to show her and Liaht

Walter ht for the podium Surveyed his crowd